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Wonderful World - Part 11 ^**

Hello friends, this is a big and transitional chapter! There's a lot going on and I think it's the one that gonna start winding down this story. It's kinda long, so buckle up! I hope you guys like it!

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Warnings: many angsty themes, heated arguing, mentions of OCD, psychotic symptoms, suicide, mental health crisis, HJ

WC: 14.5K

It was the day of the board meeting and Celeste had been quiet and contemplative all day. Megan had tried to talk to her, presumably to say thank you or to just communicate something she wanted, but she was avoiding her like the plague. She had no idea what she was going to say in her testimonial that evening. She had even asked her mom if she could skip school but she said no, which really pissed her off, but whatever. The day was inching by as she hid out during lunch to try and write down her thoughts like Dr. Styles had suggested a few times, but all she ended up doing was doodling little flowers, butterflies, and a few variations for her potential signature all over the page. This was hopeless.

She was also really in her head about the awful things she’d heard her grandmother say about her and her mom. She felt sadness more than anger, how could someone be that awful to their own family. She knew that her mom wasn’t close to her parents but her mom had never really talked about why. She had never seen or heard an argument between them and as much as she wished her mom had her own mom to support her, she was happy that she’d rather not associate than to make excuses for her awful behavior and mindset. She had been a bit distant from her uncle the last few days because she just didn’t know how to feel about him bringing her to therapy. She understood that he had been worried and he had been so apologetic, but that was her safe space. And well, Dr. Styles told her that it was OK to be upset at him, to feel betrayed by him, so she sat with the feelings for the last couple of days and it made her wonder if he’d still show up to the meeting. She’d understand if he felt like he should no longer be there, but as long as her mom and Dr. Styles were there she’d be fine. She put her things away and got ready to go to class and as she was sneaking out of the practice room she’d been in she saw Megan waiting outside across the hall.

“Hi.” She said nervously and Celeste nodded at her. “I ummm, I just wanted to thank you f-for defending me.” She said and immediately she started to cry and Celeste pouted, “I know I don’t deserve it because to you I am the meanest person in the world.” She sniffled, “but Miss Jones encouraged me to…come out to my friends and then-”

“That’s how they reacted?” Celeste asked softly with a frown and Megan nodded with tears in her eyes.

“I mean, I get it…my parents aren’t happy about it either…” she sniffled, “But it’s Karma I guess.” She said and Celeste shook her head.

“No it’s not, they’re just…assholes.” She said softly and Megan glanced up to her eyes and then Celeste’s eyes went wide, “I’m so sorry for calling your parents and friends assholes.” She whispered nervously and then Megan started to giggle.

“No it’s OK! I’ve been thinking the same thing but I just felt bad actually saying it.” She confessed and Celeste’s nerves faded into a small smile.

“Hey ummm, if you don’t get expelled,” she said and Megan chuckled and so did Celeste for a few seconds, “Ummm, do you want to come to the spring dance with me, Geri, and Ozzy?” She asked and Megan’s smile faded into a look of surprise.

“Are you serious?” She whispered. She had been really bummed about this because well, her “friends” had told all of their group about her and her date had flaked on her.

“Yeah, I…think so. I mean, I’ll have to ask Geri considering…you know.” She faded off into silence and Megan nodded.

“Yeah, I get it. But if she says yes and I still go to school here on Friday then I’d be happy to go.” She said with a soft smile that Celeste mirrored.

“I’m not mad at you anymore.” Celeste said and Megan exhaled.

“Because you feel bad for me.” She said with a sad smile and Celeste shrugged.

“So? It’s progress!” She said optimistically and Megan smiled.

“Yeah…progress.” She hummed.

***********

Diana had set up a video lecture for her class that afternoon and she had thought about texting Harry to see what his plans were but she decided against it. Yes, they were on great terms, but they weren’t in a place for her to be checking up on him like that. Celeste had been really quiet all afternoon, just up in her room. She had asked if she wanted to talk but she declined so she gave her some space.

It was around 6:15pm when Damian showed up at the house to pick her and Celeste up for the meeting. He had taken their mom’s hotel room to give Diana and Celeste some space after that nuclear fight with their mom on Monday and they hadn’t really spoken, so things were still a little bit tense.

“Hey.” She said as she let him inside and he offered her a slight smile as he followed her into the kitchen, “Do you want a drink or something?” She asked as she went back to clearing out the dishwasher.

“No, I’m alright, but can I talk to you about something?” He asked and she nodded and gave him her full attention. “I’m sorry about mom.” He said again and she nodded.

“I know you are, Damian but what I continue to find hard to understand is how you can continue to make excuses for her when she treats us that way! Like I know she’s our mom, and I don’t wish her harm or anything like that but she’s so in the wrong! About tons of things, especially suggesting all those racist things about Celeste, her own granddaughter!” Diana said with frustration but kept her voice down, she didn’t want to stress Celeste even more with another argument.

“I know and I’ve been silent about it for too long but not anymore. I gave her a piece of my mind about her views and her beliefs and I told her that I didn’t want her in my life if she was going to continue treating you both that way. I told her it was wrong and that she needed to reevaluate herself…obviously she…acted unfazed about what I said but I just don’t want to be a coward anymore.” He said to her genuinely, “I’m sorry for never speaking up before and for not defending you. I just…as soon as Harry stepped in I knew that I needed to do better.” He admitted and Diana’s eyes were welling up.

“I know that it’s hard to do that, so thank you. You’ve always been there for me, you’ve always looked out for me, and taken care of me. I’m so grateful for you and I’m sorry that my relationship with mom has…basically extinguished yours, like you shouldn’t have to choose-”

“Of course I had to choose. It should have never even been a question after everything that’s happened between you two.” He said and she rolled her lips together, “I promise to do better where it counts, Di.” He said and she rounded the island and hugged him tight and he hugged back, “Te quiero mucho, guerita.” He said softly and she smiled. He hadn’t called her that nickname in many, many years.

“Yo también, feo.” She hummed back with a grin and he scoffed.

“Really? When I’m being all sweet and sentimental?” He asked as she giggled, “Quítate!” He scoffed playfully as he pried her arms off of him as she laughed, “I’m gonna go apologize to someone who will actually appreciate it.” He said as he headed out of the kitchen.

“If you’re referring to Celeste I think she’ll be far harder to crack!” She warned and he peered back into the kitchen with narrowed eyes.

“We’ll see about that.” He challenged before he headed to the stairs.

“Well don’t be too long we need to go soon!” She called and sighed when she got no response. But as she stood there by herself, kind of feeling bad for their parents, she was happy that her brother had stuck up for her like that. It truly meant the world.

*********

After her uncle had come up and apologized to her for everything that had happened on Monday, Celeste was feeling a lot better. She was happy that despite her being a bit distant he had shown up to make sure that she was alright and to just be there for her during this really nerve-racking thing she was about to do. When they arrived at the school she looked for Dr. Styles but she didn’t see him anywhere yet so when they took their seats Diana ensured to save him a spot. As the minutes to start diminished and the meeting hall got a bit more full she started to glance around again.

“He’ll be here, don’t worry.” Her mom said to her quietly and she exhaled and nodded.

“Yeah, there’s probably traffic. And if he comes a little late he might just sit in the back.” Her uncle chimed in and well, that made sense. They were the 3rd and final item on the agenda, so it would be OK, if he was a little bit late. She stopped being so concerned about him and more about her nerves about reliving the awful things that happened to her and speaking about them in front of all of these people she didn’t know.

She was clutching her mom’s hand as they finally started to talk about her situation. They said that due to the nature of some of the evidence in this item they would not be showing the evidence, but that all board members had been briefed previously, she was grateful for that and surely Megan was too. Then, Principal Whittaker went up and spoke about the rules that Megan had broken that led to her recommending expulsion. She talked about her and about Megan as students as well. Then the school counselor, Miss. Jones talked about how she’d been working with Megan, and then Megan also went up and made a statement where she apologized again for what she had done but she never mentioned that she had been bullied too. She was crying the whole time and it made her even more nervous for her turn to go up there.

“Thank you miss Freeman, we are glad to hear that you are addressing the issues that led to your behaviors and that you have been following the recommendations and carried out all disciplinary measures consistently.” She said and Megan nodded from her seat and then glanced at Celeste who was already looking at her, “The last part of this item will be a testimonial from Miss Celeste Beltran, if you’d be so kind to come up to the podium.” The director said and she stood and glanced to her mom before swallowing thickly and walking up to the podium. It was positioned in a way in which she could see the board members but also those in the audience. The woman started to speak but she was distracted as she scanned around the audience to find Dr. Styles she couldn’t see him anywhere and her mouth started to go dry and her heart to sink in so much disappointment. “Miss Beltran?” The woman spoke to her once again and she blinked a few times to get rid of the tears welling up in her eyes because he wasn’t here. He promised.

**********

“Miss Beltran, we’ve heard from Miss Freeman about the steps she has taken to reconcile this situation with you. Would you say that she has sincerely done her best to make amends for victimizing you over the past several months?” She asked her and Celeste didn’t answer.

Diana frowned as she saw Celeste glancing around the room with a frown on her face and that was enough to confirm to her that Harry had not shown up. She had texted him a few times throughout the meeting but she hadn’t received any responses from him. She sent one more, asking where he was. She started to worry that something bad had happened to him because he wouldn’t have not shown up without a warning or notice. He wanted to be here for Celeste.

“Miss Beltran?” The director called to Celeste and Diana frowned as she saw that she wanted to cry. So she cleared her throat and it caused Celeste to look at her and at Damian. She gave her a slight nod and with that she exhaled shakily before she parted her lips to speak.

“Ummm what was the question?” She asked again softly.

“Would you say that Miss Freeman has sincerely done her best to make amends for victimizing you over the past several months?”

“Oh, ummm yes.” She said.

“Do you feel like your school has adequately administered consequences to help rectify the situation between you and Miss Freeman?”

“Yes.” She responded.

“Are there any other things you’d like the school board to consider before we decide on a verdict for Miss Freeman’s expulsion?”

“Ummm…Megan’s been going through a lot.” She started off and then glanced to her, “Like Miss Jones advised, she wrote me a private letter explaining herself and at first I was…even more upset. But she’s dealing with something quite big that has…led for her to also be bullied at school.” She explained solemnly, “I didn’t expect to step in an defend her, but I did. Not out of pity, but because we all deserve to feel safe. And at first I was scared of her and of running into her but I’m not anymore. Now that I understand her better I’ve…” she paused and bit her lip as she decided to just say what she’d been mulling over all day, “I’ve forgiven her.” She said and Megan started to cry even harder and Celeste sniffled as well.

Diana’s eyes welled up with tears and she squeezed Damian’s hand at Celeste’s confession. “If she’s allowed to stay I know we won’t be having any more issues like this and…I mean, it’d kind of suck if you expelled her because she’s supposed to go to the dance with my friends and I on Friday.” She said and the audience broke out in a small chuckle. Diana sniffled through her laughter and shook her head as she glanced to Celeste who had glanced to her briefly. “I do think she deserves another chance.” She finished and the director thanked her before she stepped down and headed back to her seat. As soon as she was sitting Diana hugged her into her side and kissed the top of her head.

“I’m really proud of you, mamita.” She whispered and Celeste just leaned further into her hold. After that they said that they would take 15 minutes to deliberate in private and called a recess to the meeting. Diana excused herself to go to the bathroom, she took a little detour outside on the way over. She needed to call Harry, she had this awful sinking feeling in her stomach that something was wrong and that just made her think about Wesley and she was starting to spiral. Her vision was blurring with tears as she pulled out her phone to dial Harry. When she felt a hand on her shoulder she whipped around quickly as the unexpected touch gave her a fright and she was riddled with disappointment and even more concern when she saw Megan’s mom behind her.

“I’m so sorry I scared you.” Mrs. Freeman said and Diana chuckled away the scare.

“Oh, it’s alright.” She assured with a hand on her chest.

“I just wanted to…say thank you for being such a good parent.” She said softly and Diana shook her head as she looked at her feet for a moment.

“I can’t take credit for anything Celeste said up there, that was all her and her therapist’s hard work.” She assured.

“Sure. But she had to learn to have a great character from somewhere and well, even if you might think you’ve got nothing to do with it you’ve actually got everything to do with it. Even if Megan gets expelled I ummm, I think she’ll be alright with that declaration.” She said and Diana smiled.

“She’s a good kid, Megan. And I mean…I don’t want to speak out of turn but…she deserves to be happy, no matter what that looks like for her.” She said softly and Mrs. Freeman nodded.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about that too…my husband, he’s an elder at Crossroads Baptist church.” She said quietly, “I sometimes get really extreme with what I think because I feel like I have to. And I’m not going to lie, I’ve judged many people for the way they choose to live their lives and it’s unfortunate that it took my daughter being in that position for me to understand just how wrong and…un-christ like that is.” She said and Diana hummed in understanding as she listened. She wouldn’t necessarily agree that people chose their sexuality for themselves, but if this woman was coming around to any reason that was progress on its own. “I’m doing better though. I’m…praying a lot and branching out a lot more because I don’t want to lose my daughter. I even found a church close by that’s not as rigid as the one we’ve been going to all this time.”

“That’s wonderful, I’m glad you’ve found that. And well, I mean, I know that it’s hard to reconcile certain things at times but there is always a way. And you know, sticking to your beliefs is also important and it’s good to be able to find a space in which you can question and learn and grow without judgement. Hopefully Megan feels accepted there too, but the biggest thing is for her to feel accepted by you.”

“Yeah.” She agreed quietly with a smile, “Well, I just wanted to say that to you before I missed my chance and ummm whatever happens, I’m sure it’ll be for the best.” She said and Diana nodded.

“Agreed.” She hummed. Mrs. Freeman was just about to excuse herself when Damian came outside.

“They’re about to start up again!” He said.

“That was quick.” Diana said as she and Mrs. Freeman agreed as they both hurried over to the door and went their separate ways as they headed to their seats.

“Is he here?” Celeste asked her softly and Diana frowned as she shook her head.

“No, I didn’t see him, sweetheart. I’m sorry.” She whispered as she tried to remain calm and Celeste just huffed.

“He’s a liar.” She said with disdain and Diana frowned.

“Mamita, he really wanted to be here, you know that. I’m sure there’s a really good explanation for why he’s not here. I mean…god forbid something happened to him or-”

“After some deliberation and consideration of the testimony given by our four witnesses these are the votes of the members of the school board.” The director’s voice overtook hers so she just quieted down, “In favor of expulsion - 4 votes. Not in favor - 6 votes.” She said and Diana glanced over to Mrs. Freeman who was smiling at her already and hugging Megan close, “Because the majority has voted against, Megan Freeman will remain a student at Los Angeles Center for Enriched Studies, she will be on a probationary period during the fall Semester of the new school year. We expect her to continue working with Miss Jones regularly and we will work with the principal, student, and her family to finalize the details of this probationary period. We have gone through all of our agenda items for today’s meeting so that concludes this session. Our next meeting is scheduled for July 5th. We will only be considering and addressing agenda items pertinent to the new school year. Have a good night everyone.” The woman finished and everyone started getting up to leave.

When Megan came up to hug Celeste afterwards she knew that despite the smile on her face she was extremely angry because Harry didn’t show up. She knew that there was a good reason for it, he wouldn’t let Celeste down like that, but the fact that he wasn’t answering her texts was worrying her more than she cared to admit. She felt sick to her stomach and passed on a late night snack when they stopped at a fast-food restaurant on the way home. She hoped he was OK and she did the most she could to talk herself down from thinking of the worst case scenario, but based on her experience it was always the worst case scenario.

**********

Harry had welcomed in his last scheduled patient of the day at 4:30pm like he usually did on Wednesdays. But since he had no class tonight he had taken his time with doing all of his report notes so that he could kill some time before the school board meeting at 7, but all that changed when one of his patients just dropped by at 6pm in a full blown crisis. This man had unfortunately been dealing with OCD for a large part of his life and he had just lost his job because his compulsions had gotten in the way of his productivity; he was a checker. And he also shared that his wife was threatening to divorce him and now this man wanted to kill himself.

Obviously, this was an emergency and he needed to help deescalate this man from his breaking point and suicidal ideations and intents immediately. The more digging Harry did, he discovered that the patient had not taken any of his meds that month because he had accidentally dropped them all on the ground when he was organizing them into his med container and so he had tossed them all; his germophobia had gotten the best of him. But this was a big issue because this should’ve been his second month on a combination of an SSRI and antipsychotic medication because one of the big overarching symptoms he had was paranoia. Harry needed to diminish those psychotic symptoms first in order to get them to a level where he could see if clinical intervention could help so that he could ween him off of the antipsychotics - he tried to steer away from prescribing antipsychotics for OCD as much as possible, but some people just needed them whether it be for a few months or for the rest of their lives, but long terms users of antipsychotics were often riddled with really unfortunately side effects later down the line and of course, he didn’t want that for any of his patients.

All of this just completely distracted him and so by the time he had finished talking with his patient, assessing suicidality, and making a safety plan for him it was a little bit after 8:30 and he immediately felt sick to his stomach; he had missed the board meeting. He rushed back into his office and checked his phone to see that Diana had texted him a few times.

“Shit!” He cursed as he opened up his phone to check her messages.

Diana Beltran:

6:50pm: Hey, I saved you a seat. We’re in the third row on the left side.

7:13pm: Are you sitting somewhere else?

7:43pm: I just need to know that you’re OK. Please let me know that you’re OK.

“Fuck.” He sighed in disappointment as he immediately dialed her number and it rang and rang until it reached her voicemail. He didn’t know if she was angry at him so he didn’t want to just show up at her place unannounced; he’d be livid if she’d left him hanging without so much as a warning. He tried her again a few more times before he just grabbed Misty and put her in her little travel kennel so that they could head home. She’d call him back when she was ready.

*********

“No goodnight?!” Damian called after Celeste as soon as she started heading up the stairs when they got home. She huffed and came back and hugged him half-heartedly.

“Thanks for being there for me. Love you, goodnight.” She said and then rushed up the stairs and Diana sighed as she slipped off her shoes by the door. She’d try Harry after Damian left, she hadn’t heard her phone go off.

“She’s just really bummed about Harry not showing up.”

“Yeah, what’s up with that. Did he say anything to you?” He asked as he followed Diana into the kitchen and she nibbled on her lip nervously as she shook her head and flicked on the lights.

“I texted him a bunch of times and he never answered.” She said as she set her purse down on the island. She swallowed the lump in her throat and glanced over to Damian, “What if something happened to him?” She asked in a small and nervous voice and his features softened as he came over to her and pulled her into his arms.

“No, no, no. I’m sure he’s fine.” Damian said as she started to cry softly and he shushed her and held her close.

Damian knew that this uncertainty was probably bringing back a lot of really awful memories for her. One of his biggest life regrets was leaving for school early that summer. Wesley’s passing had been traumatic for Diana all on it’s own, but the aftermath was even worse. Their parents forced her to go to Columbia just weeks later and she was in an awful place mentally. She was also all alone in New York, he tried to visit as often as he could, but he was also in school almost 7 hours away. And when she found out she was pregnant it made things worse for a time because of the stress of having to tell their parents; it was a secret between them until they went home for Christmas break, then all hell broke loose. For a long time he was the only person that she had in her corner. Their dad wasn’t angry at her like their mom, but he just stayed out of it, which was almost worse in a way.

“He better fucking be.” She sniffled and Damian pondered whether he should even ask his next question but he did it anyway.

“Di, do you…have feelings for Harry?” Damian asked gently and she just sighed.

“I’m trying not to.” She sniffled as she pulled back from their hug and he let her go to be able to look at her better.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked with a confused chortle.

“It means that…I can’t, like I just can’t.” She said softly, “Celeste would never forgive me. She’s already gonna be angry at Harry for who knows how long for not showing up tonight. It’s just…weird you know? Me dating her therapist.”

“Does he feel the same?”

“Yeah.” She confirmed and Damian frowned.

“Oh…”

“Yeah.” She sighed in defeat, “We’ve…snuck a few kisses,” she confessed and Damian smiled, “But ummm…I’m scared.” She admitted, “I’m scared that it’s all going to get taken away too soon because he’s like…really fucking great and we get along so well! And I don’t want to bring him into my life like that or Celeste’s and lose him. I don’t want her to know what that feels like. I know that the odds are like…insane for the same thing to happen but they still exist. And I keep using Celeste being his client as an excuse for why we can’t try, but it’s me who just…can’t.” She confessed, “I’m the biggest obstacle.”

“Well let me tell you something, since the moment you found out that you were pregnant, despite the surprise and fear and everything else, you’ve lived your life to make Celeste happy. Everything you’ve done has been to benefit her. And that’s so admirable of you, but you’ve forgotten yourself along the way. I know that you’re happy with your life, but you need more and she needs more too, and I also think you want more and I know that’s hard for someone like you to accept, but it’s OK to want more.” Damian said to her earnestly, “I really like Dr. Styles-er, Harry, whatever…” he said as she giggled softly, “I like how he didn’t even hesitate to stand up for you and Celeste against mom, he’s a protector.” He said with a smile, “Maybe before I go we can all do something together again. I mean we as in the adults.” He tagged in.

“I mean…they’re really big on escape rooms.” Diana said as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Hmmm, never done that before…sounds like torture.” Damian said and Diana laughed softly.

“I mean, it is if you’re not smart or have no problem solving and critical thinking skills….so yeah, maybe we should do something else- ah!” Diana shrieked as Damian playfully head-locked her for a few seconds and gave her a noogie before releasing her as he laughed at how she rubbed at the crown of her head, “Jeez.” She huffed through her own laughter and he smirked.

“What are big brothers for? Now, I’m staying at the hotel again because I want to get my money’s worth out of mom’s room, but I’ll pick Celeste up from school tomorrow if you want?”

“Yeah, that would be great. I moved my office hours to tomorrow so I’m gonna be late. Probably make it back around 7:30 or 8.” She explained.

“Perfect.” He hummed and they hugged once more before she headed up to her room. When she pulled her phone out of her purse she saw that Harry had tried to call and so she locked her bedroom door and then rushed into her bathroom and closed that door as well before calling him back. The line only rang twice before it stopped.

“Harry?” She spoke immediately.

“Hey, Di! I’m so, so sorry that-”

“I’m glad you’re alright.” She interrupted with a relieved sigh, “Fuck, I’m so happy you’re OK.” She said more quietly and he bit his lip as he heard her sniffle, “When you weren’t answering I thought maybe something had happened to you or-”

“Oh my god, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry.” He apologized as he paced around his bedroom, “I didn’t mean to worry you or scare you. Fuck, I didn’t even think about that.” He said with a frown, mentally beating himself up for making her so worried like that, “How upset is Celeste?” He asked lowly.

“Pretty mad, she was looking for you right before she started and it tripped her up a bit but she…ended up publicly forgiving Megan which I wasn’t expecting.” She shared and Harry smiled as he heard this.

“Wow…we were talking about that on Monday…and then everything else went down.” He said and she hummed, “I’m so proud of her.” He sighed happily and Diana smiled, “God, I wish I could’ve been there.” He said softly. And then he realized that she hadn’t even asked where he was or what happened, “You’re not gonna ask where I was?” He asked and she huffed out a little laugh.

“Ummm, if you want to tell me you can.” She said and he chuckled, “But I didn’t feel the need to ask because I know you wanted to be there. I mean, you promised, and I figured it must’ve been something really important for you to not show up. And I don’t know if that’s my business, which is why I didn’t ask you, but I…I do know that if you could’ve been there you would have been.” She explained her reasoning for not even asking him what happened and Harry felt a sense of satisfaction with her response, she trusted him, implicitly. It gave him butterflies in his stomach to know that, “I’m just…relieved that you’re alright.” She said softly.

“Yeah, love. M’safe and sound.” He assured again and after a beat of silence he spoke up again, “Well I’m gonna tell you anyway to dissipate my guilt.” He said and she chuckled, “A client just walked in a bit before I was getting ready to go, he was in a full blown crisis, wanted to kill himself…it was kind of messy. Apparently he’d been off his meds the whole month and never said anything.” He explained and she hummed.

“See. Knew it must’ve been something big. Is he alright?”

“Yeah, he’s better thankfully. I also alerted his primary doctor, we made a safety plan, and I refilled his prescription. That took a bit of time since he wasn’t due for a refill until a week or two, so I had to chat with a pharmacist about it…it was an ordeal, but we sorted everything out.” He assured. “So ummm, what else ended up happening?”

“Well they didn’t expel Megan, she’s all good. Her ummm, her mom talked to me during the deliberation break and well she’s ummm, she’s coming around, trying to be more supportive of her.”

“That’s really good to hear.” He smiled.

“Yeah, Celeste apparently invited her to the dance with her and her friends this Friday since Megan’s friends are…assholes.”

“Oh, she’s making strides!”

“Yeah…I mean, I know she can be stubborn and resentful, but she’s got a huge, huge heart and she’s so empathic and I just think that this was really mature of her.”

“Yeah, honestly it is! I’m really, really proud of her. I’ll be sure to tell her with extra, extra sweetness on Monday.” He said and Diana sighed.

“If she even wants to see you on Monday.” Diana said and Harry chuckled.

“You really think she’d want to cancel?”

“It’s highly likely…I’m gonna ask you something and you can be honest about it, if I just..let her cancel is that like…reinforcing her to be a brat? Like I understand that she has a right to be upset, but things happen, emergencies happen, and you can’t always get what you want, you know? I think I’ve been really lenient over the last couple of months because of what she’s been going through but I also don’t want her to think that it’s OK to just not confront difficult situations. She’s capable of it, clearly, but ummm…I don’t know…” she trailed off.

“I don’t think so. If her feelings are hurt and she needs some space to just figure out what she wants to say or even if she wants to say anything I think that’s important for her to do. I mean, whether she ever brings it up or not I’ll still apologize for letting her down.” He said.

“Well thank you for that, I appreciate it. Maybe she can practice those new forgiveness skills with you too.” Diana said and Harry chuckled.

“Hopefully…”

“Ummm, Damian is leaving on Friday night, well it’s more of a redeye on Saturday, but we were planning on sending him off with a night of fun since Celeste will be at the dance. And he wanted to know if you’d like to join us?” Diana brought up and Harry grinned.

“Are you asking for your brother or is your brother asking you to ask for me to join for you?” Harry questioned and she giggled softly.

“Ummm….both? He really liked you and well, I really like you too. I told him we’ve kissed.”

“You seem to like telling people we kiss.” He mused with a smirk and Diana suddenly felt so nervous as he pointed this out.

“Oh…I guess I do, I hadn’t realized…”

“S’alright, I told Henry that we kissed right after that first time…I’m shocked he didn’t tell Grace.” Harry chuckled and Diana did as well, “I don’t mind that you tell people, by the way. I actually quite like that you…want to tell people and acknowledge it. S’never fun being a secret.”

“Yeah…and well, I just…think I want to see how people react and it’s never as bad as I assumed. And that also makes me feel less guilty about it.” She admitted.

“Good. You shouldn’t feel guilty about doing things that make you happy.” He said softly and she bit her lip to suppress her smile.

“Yeah. I’m learning that.” She confessed.

“So I do make you happy.” He stated inquisitively and she chuckled nervously as she shrugged.

“I…I mean…yes, you do.” She confirmed and Harry was smiling so hard he swore his cheeks would soon start to hurt.

“You make me happy too.” He assured and she smiled happily.

“That makes me more happy.” She said and he chuckled.

“So do you have any idea what our plans entail for Friday?”

“I suggested an escape room and he said that sounded like torture, so maybe we just do something else.” Diana said with a chuckle.

“I mean, you can never go wrong with a little bar hopping.”

“Let me just clarify that we do want him to make it to his flight, Harry.”

“We’re not gonna fuck him up, just get him a little more relaxed for the flight.” He said and she laughed quietly.

“Sure, sure.” She hummed in amusement, “Well look I’ll try to finalize everything by tomorrow, so just keep an eye out. It might be a late arrival since I had to change my office hours to tomorrow to be able to go to the meeting tonight, but it’ll get finalized tomorrow, OK?”

“Sounds good.” He assured.

“Alright. Well I’m gonna start getting ready for bed but thank you for getting back to me, I really appreciate it.” She sighed contently.

“Of course, love. See you soon. Sleep well.”

“Thank you, you too.” She smiled before they hung up.

*********

Just as Diana had thought, when she tried to bring up Harry over breakfast Celeste was still really hurt and upset that he hadn’t shown up for the meeting and she was not ready to talk to him on Monday. She was chalking it up to the fact that maybe that professional boundary had been crossed when he went to Disneyland with all of them and that she was sure now that he wasn’t going to go to her spring concert either. Diana tried to talk her down and remind her that this was still really fresh and that she might change her mind, but Celeste didn’t seem open to having a change of heart and asked her to cancel the appointment. Diana said she would, but she’d wait the weekend, she knew Harry wouldn’t mind if she notified him on Monday morning that Celeste needed more time. As they pulled up to the drop off zone at her school she reminded her that Damian was going to come get her and with that reminder she Wass saying goodbye and rushing off to the building.

Diana’s day had been quite busy. Her morning had been full of meetings with current and incoming students for advising and program planning , she’d grade a bit in between meetings before she’d move along to the next one. This is how her day flew by, it was around 7:30pm now and her eyes were burning from staring at her screen for half the day. The last week of school was already next week, so most people were feeling some sort of pressure and plenty of exhaustion. No one had come by after 6, so she’d been trying to finish as much grading as possible, she’d finish the paper she started and then call it a night.

Diana stood from her chair and stretched a bit, giving her neck and back relief from the position she’d been in nearly all day. She walked over to the big glass wall that offered a view of this little patio/picnic area that was behind their building, but she could hardly see it due to the bright lights of her office reflecting off of the glass. She huffed and went over to the switches and turned them off. She had a her desk lamp on and that lighting was still enough to illuminate her office without it being to harsh on the eyes. She went back to the window and peered out to see that the seating areas was desolate now, but the lighting on the fountain out there was so pretty and she made a mental note to take more walks out there next year. She exhaled as she walked over to roll down the blinds, the setting sun was right in her eye line. So she took the chain and tugged on it to get them down for the night. She started to rush when she heard a few taps on the open door behind her and quickly turned around.

“Hey.” Harry smiled timidly as he stood at the entrance of her office with a tote over his shoulder and a big brown paper bag in hand and she smiled brightly. He looked so cute with his light yellow pullover and his glasses on his face. She’d maybe seen him with them on once before, but she liked the look on him.

“Hi! This is a surprise.” She smiled wide.

“Yeah,” he chuckled nervously, “I hope m’not intruding. I remembered you said that you were working late tonight so I figured I’d stop by with some dinner. Hope you haven’t eaten?” He asked hopefully and her eyes softened.

“This is so thoughtful of you, Harry. And no, I haven’t had dinner.” She said with a smile and so he took that as his cue to step in. He set his tote down on a chair as she made some space on the coffee table for him to set the food down. “Ummm, I don’t expect anyone else to come by can you close the door please?” She asked as she set the books from the table on the other chair there.

“Yes.” He said and did that before starting to unpack the bag, “Alright, so I got drunken noodles and spicy eggplant.” He said.

“Ooh, that smells amazing…” she hummed, already feeling her mouth water from the scent alone. “Here’s some rice…” he said pulling out another container, “And…the mango and sticky rice.” He said pulling out another container. “Here are the plates and utensils…” he said setting those down, “Do you have napkins?”

“Yes!” She said turning around and opening one of her drawers and pulling out a thin stack of them before heading back to the coffee table and setting them down. Harry was arranging everything on the little coffee table and she grinned. “Oh wow, this looks incredible. Thank you, Harry.” She smiled with gratitude as he moved the bag aside as she sat on the rug and he followed suit.

“You’re welcome, love.” He hummed, “Just wanted to do something nice for you.” He explained as he started to open everything up, “You first.” He insisted and she sighed and went for it. They ate while making some small talk about how their days had gone and just caught up little bit before they both split dessert.

“Mango and sticky rice always hits the spot.” She hummed in delight and he smiled and nodded in agreement.

“Doesn’t it? It’s so light and simple.”

“I should learn how to make this…” she mused as she set down her fork.

“I would accept that as payment for Celeste’s therapy.” He joked.

“Say less!” She said and laughed along with with Harry, “Ummm…speaking of which…she asked me to cancel your appointment this morning.”

“Hmm…” Harry mused.

“Yeah, I haven’t because I mean…maybe she’ll get over it over the weekend or if something happens at the dance…so I’ll let you know Monday morning if that’s alright?”

“Yeah, of course.” He assured and she nodded.

“She was saying that maybe having you come to Disneyland probably made you realize you were getting too close to us so that’s why you bailed. And that you won’t be showing up to her concert for sure now…she’s quite dramatic, like all kids that age…but umm I wasn’t sure if I should be the one to tell her that you had an emergency with a client.”

“Yeah, I should explain it to her, don’t worry. And as for the concert, thank you for bringing that up I was planning on going anyway, but I definitely need to make up for missing the meeting. I’ll block that time off right now.” He said as she reached for his tote and pulled his phone out. Diana smiled as he started typing away on his phone, reminding him of the date and time when he asked, “Does she have a favorite flower or candy bar or animal?”

“Mmmm, she likes all flowers and you know, she’s never really asked me for candy bars…” Diana said pensively, “But she’s currently obsessed with llamas, though I’d really prefer if you didn’t get her one.” She joked and he chuckled.

“Got it. Buy a whole herd of llamas.” He spoke aloud as he typed on his phone and she rolled her eyes playfully as he grinned, “Isn’t her birthday coming up next week? On the 8th?” Harry asked and Diana nodded with a smile.

“Yeah actually.”

“Is she having one of those 15 year old parties?” He asked and Diana shook her head.

“Hell no. We both felt the same about that. She hasn’t told me what she wants to do with her friends yet. Ooh maybe you can teach me how to bake a really nice cake for her.” She said and Harry nodded.

“Honestly, yes. I could come over on Saturday morning? It should maintain it’s freshness for Monday.” He assured and Diana nodded in agreement. “Wow…15 years old…what were you up to 15 years ago?” He asked her and she glanced to him with a straight face and his eyebrows raised before he started to laugh, “Oh shit, yeah you were pretty busy I’d say.” He chuckled as she shook her head with a giggle.

“Yeah, I’d say a little busy… just giving birth to a whole ass person!” She said and he chuckled again and then bit on his lip.

“Ummm, how was that by the way? Having Celeste, you said you were alone.” He recalled and she nodded.

“Well I was in class when I started getting contractions, but I wasn’t due until the next week so I didn’t think much of them. They were so small and far apart that I just took a Tylenol and continued on through my day.” She said and he shook his head, “I was in my night class when they started getting more intense and so I finished my class and drove myself to the hospital.”

“You finished class? You nerd…” He chuckled and she laughed.

“It was important to me! We were learning about neurotransmitters and the synaptic cleft and all that good stuff. Even made it to finals.” She said with a grin and he chuckled, “But ummm, once they told me I was dilating quite fast I called Damian, he was in France with his girlfriend at the time because we weren’t expecting her until the next week and so he found a flight, but he wouldn’t be making it util the next night the earliest so I knew I would be alone.” She said and her smile started to drop a bit, which he noticed quickly.

“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” He said quietly and she shook her head.

“It’s alright.” She assured him with a small nod, “That was probably the hardest thing I ever had to do.” She continued, “Like…in the moment it’s kind of hard to remember that like…the female body is built to be able to give birth.” She explained with a small chuckle and he nodded, “The nurses were really great and supportive though, they’re the ones who reminded me that women are the most powerful people on the planet and they were so encouraging-”

“Hyping you up? As the kids say.” He asked and she chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah, as the kids would say.” She agreed, “And by 4am the next morning she was here!” She said with more excitement now.

“And you still went to finals?”

“Well, it was a Saturday when she was born and my first final was a Wednesday afternoon so that’s why I was able to go do that. I was only taking 3 classes at the time so it’s not like my schedule was insane for exams or anything like that.” She assured and he shook his head with a smile.

“Still! You had a baby.” He said and she giggled, “Did you know you were gonna name her Celeste?” He asked and she smiled.

“No. I was having such a hard time choosing a name. Like, I wanted a name that would also remind me a bit of Wes in some way and I was just having the hardest time doing that in a way that I liked. After she was born I was in the hospital, looking over some old photos for inspiration and well there were tons of football pictures of Wesley, our high school colors were light blue and white. And well, Wes was going to go to UCLA, which also has that light blue color. Then, in Spanish Celeste means light blue and that’s how I chose Celeste.” She shrugged and he smiled.

“It’s cool how you were able to make that connection. And well, it’s a beautiful name.” He said and she smiled.

“Thank you. As long as she likes it.” She smiled and he did as well.

“You’re so fucking cool and badass.” He smiled with pride and she looked away bashfully.

“I’m glad you think so.” She muttered, “My teenage daughter begs to differ.”

“OK, when you put it like that…” he teased and she laughed and shook her head.

“You’re so annoying.” She laughed and he grinned.

“I thought I was thoughtful…” he teased.

“We all have good and bad in us, don’t we?” She asked and he laughed softly.

“I suppose so.” He confirmed with a small smile and she sighed as they just looked at each other for a few moments and her lips quirked up in a smile again, “What?” He questioned.

“Nothing, you just…look cute with your glasses on.” She complimented and she didn’t miss how he got all bashful over it.

“Oh, ummmm, thanks. Ran out of contacts.” He explained and she hummed.

“Well, I like this but I’m also biased, if you haven’t noticed I have like…10 pairs of glasses.” She said and he chuckled.

“Yeah, but yours are all cool and funky, these are just plain.” He said.

“Yeah, meaning they don’t distract for your chiseled and handsome face.” She said with a grin.

“Chiseled and handsome, huh? Is that what you really think of me?” He asked and she giggled.

“I mean…it sounds better than just saying hot.”

“No, no. Hot is good too.” He assured her and she sniggered along with him. “I like your office, it’s really nice, cozy.”

“Thank you.” She smiled happily, “That’s the vibe I’m going for.” She assured, “How’s your grading coming along? Excited for finals next week?”

“It’s…coming.” He said and she chuckled, “The papers are so long…if they ask me back for another semester I’m gonna try an exam and see what I prefer to grade. What do you prefer?”

“Well the exams are definitely easier to grade. However, I prefer giving papers when I can, as annoying as it is, because the paper ensures that the student is applying their knowledge. If they submit a good paper that proves to me that the students have met all of the learning objectives of my class. I want them to think about the information and find a purpose for it. I mean, mostly anyone can memorize facts and answer questions about them, you know?”

“Yeah, I see your point.” He hummed pensively, “And well, my last classes were the ones this week since both sections are doing papers so I don’t have anything going for me next week.” He explained.

“So you would say yes if you were asked back?”

“Oh definitely. It was a bit terrifying at first, but I really love it. It feels like the perfect way to completely give back. Like yeah, it’s time consuming but definitely rewarding. You know, I felt so powerful and fucking cool when a student asked me for a recommendation letter a few weeks ago.” He said with a big smile and she giggled.

“Oh shit, don’t let the power go to your head!” She warned with a chuckle.

“I don’t know, it’s more gratifying than signing your name on things as a doctor.”

“Hmmm…interesting.”

“Yeah, like believing in someone so much that you vouch for them? That’s so cool.”

“It actually is pretty cool…” she agreed with a smile. They were interrupted by her phone ringing on her desk and she excused herself before standing up and going to pick it up, “Hey!” She answered as she turned around to face him again as she rested her bum on the edge of her desk, “No, Damian I didn’t realize it was almost 9.” She said and his eyes widened in shock as she looked at him and nodded, “Well I got really sucked into grading and then Harry stopped by with some dinner so I- no, it’s not a date.” She said and Harry chuckled. He agreed this was not a date, at least not the kind of date he would want to take her on, but he was glad that she was talking about him to Damian instead of making up some lie as to why she was delayed.

“Well we just got to talking. I’ll be home soon, don’t wait up, it’s fine.” She said and Harry stood up and started making his way over to her with a smile and she glanced up at him as he placed his hands on her hips as he basically closed the space between them. Harry started to lean down to her and she raised her hand to not let him get too close to her face yet and so he just kissed the palm of her hand and she smiled at him as he then kissed up her fingers, his eyes not daring to leave hers, “Ummm no, she has school for 2 more weeks so cannot stay up until midnight.” Diana said and Harry grinned, “Of course she lied to you, she’s a teenager…OK, fine. When I get home she needs to head up. Yeah, yeah…bye.” She hung up and shook her head as she put her phone down before glancing up to him with a smile, “What’s the meaning of this?” She asked playfully.

“Nothing, it made me really happy that you didn’t lie about this.” He said simply and she smiled up at him.

“Feels good to say it.” She confessed and sure, it was something so simple but it was making Harry’s heart pound erratically with excitement.

“Can I kiss you, Professor Beltran?” He asked quietly with a smug smile and she giggled as he dipped down a bit lower and she hummed pensively.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea…” she teased as her hands now ran up and down his chest.

“Please?” He asked quietly, almost pleading with her as his hands inched back just enough to have his fingers dig into her bottom in perfect time with his request and she giggled quietly.

“Ugh, fine…if you insist.” She said with a dramatic eye roll and he chuckled as he hoisted her up and she gasped in surprise until she felt him set her down on her desktop.

“There, you’re closer now.” He said as one of his hands cradled her face and she leaned into the warmth and comfort of his touch. He was a bit hesitant to get too close because he was fighting for his life against the erection that was raging in his pants, but she soon hugged him and pulled his body flush to her own and he exhaled shakily against her lips as she felt it pressed right up against her, their eyes were on each others’ as the sexual tension boiled over between them.

“You’re so hard for me.” She whispered, her lips tickling his with her soft words. He felt his cock throb and a chill traveled down his spine as he nodded, “Can I help you with it?” She asked and he tightened his grip on her waist as his other hand dragged her bottom lip down with his thumb.

“Love…” He whined and she smiled before kissing the pad of his thumb.

“What?”

“Is that a good idea?”

“I don’t know. I don’t have to do anything f’you don’t want though.” She whispered as her grip on him loosened up.

“Of course I want y’to but-”

“Then?” She interrupted as her hands came back to his chest and she gently raked her nails down his chest until they stopped at his trousers and he squeezed his eyes shut as his jaw tensed up and she smiled as she watched him try to keep himself composed.

“Fuck.” He groaned lowly as he knocked his head back and she leaned up a bit, supporting her weight with one hand against her desk to be able to kiss his neck and he sighed in relief as her lips sponged gentle kisses down the column of his throat. She could feel it bob as he swallowed thickly, “A-are you sure?” He asked and she hummed against his neck.

“Yeah, so fucking sure.” She whispered as she kissed him a bit harder and he dug his fingers into her as she started to suck a little, not enough to leave a mark though.

“Harder.” He mumbled his request, “Suck harder. Wanna see your mark on me tomorrow.” He muttered lowly and breathily and she moaned softly as she parted her mouth a bit more and sucked a bigger patch of his skin into her mouth as her right hands traveled lower to grope at the bulge in his pants, “Oh shit…” he sighed in satisfaction as she started to rub the palm of her hand up and down his length. He knew he was holding her too hard so he let her go and grabbed the edge of her desk instead, his grip was so hard that his knuckles were going white as she worked him up even more. She smoothed her tongue over the mark she left under his jaw before kissing it tenderly and then pulled back a bit.

“Can I undo your pants?” She asked him.

“Yeah, baby.” He confirmed and she moved forward with his permission.

Diana immediately brought her hands to the button and unfastened it with ease before she moved to the zipper, she tugged it down gently and thankfully with a steady hand despite the nerves she felt at the prospect of being sexually intimate with someone after quite a long time. Nerves were natural. And she was relieved that she felt nervous in this moment rather than anxious, because she’d been so anxious about sexual intimacy, which is why she hadn’t done anything with anyone in a while. But Harry was a safe person to her, she knew that there was plenty more to learn about him, but she knew enough to trust him and to feel comfortable around him. She was attracted to him and she often found herself fantasizing about him when she got some alone time. She hadn’t realized that she’d not moved for a few moments until Harry’s hands grabbed her cheeks and turned her up to his face.

“Hey, are you OK?” He asked quietly as he searched her eyes.

“Ummm, yeah I’m just nervous and I was justing thinking that I haven’t done something like this in a really long time.” She explained.

“Like I said before, you don’t have to do anything f’you don’t want to.” He reminded her and she nodded.

“I know. I want to, I just…might be rusty.” She huffed through a small chuckle and he leaned in and kissed her slowly. Her mind just blanked as she got lost in the way that their lips moved together, almost like a dance. He was leading the kiss and she was following until she just needed more. She sucked at his bottom lip before peeking her tongue into his mouth and he took the hint and deepened the kiss. They were breathing hard now and her hand sunk back down and slipped under his open trousers to feel him over his underwear. She couldn’t help it as her mouth watered upon feeling the outline of his erection straining the fabric over it. Her fingers came back up to the band of the briefs and ran over it a few times, building up the courage to get underneath it. She appreciated that Harry wasn’t rushing her to do anything despite his evident desperation for her. He then parted his lips from her and smiled at her. “What is it?” She asked at the smirk adorning his lips.

“You’re definitely not rusty.” He assured, “Teasing the way you are is a pro move.” He sniggered and she bit her bottom lip for a moment.

“I have a confession to make.”

“Go on.”

“It’s not deliberate, I’m just stalling.” She admitted through a giggle and he chuckled as he kissed her cheek.

“Well it definitely doesn’t come across like that.” He said with a smile.

“Well good.” She sighed through a giggle. And her smile dropped as she bit her lip again and glanced down to watch as her hand gently pulled the band of his briefs away from his body, “So you like being teased?” She asked quietly before glancing up into his eyes. Harry nodded in confirmation because he couldn’t trust his voice at the moment. Not with her fingers toying with the band of his briefs and with her big, beautiful eyes peering into his own. He had been craving her for ages and here they were, on the brink of having just a little bit more with each other, it was too exhilarating, “Why?” She asked and he chuckled.

“Ummm, it’s exciting I guess. To not know when to expect something. The building of the tension…fighting to keep your composure…edging…” he said and she hummed in understanding as she glanced down between them and then back into his eyes, “I mean, patience is a virtue I’ve been blessed with.” He smiled smugly and she grinned.

“Hmmm, can’t say the same for me.” She admitted, “I hate to be kept waiting.” She said with a smile.

“We’ll see about that.” He hummed as he placed his hands on her thighs and she smirked as she finally dipped her hand into his briefs and tugged them low enough that his penis was freed up and fell into the minimal space between them. She licked over her lips with lust, watching it bob up and down a few times with the weight of it. It was really pretty, she couldn’t deny it. It was uncut, long and thick, his tip was a dark pink and everything inside of her was begging her to lick and suck at it until his arousal was pooling steadily into her mouth. She had to touch him and so she quickly wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave him a gentle squeeze. Harry sighed in relief and she smiled lightly as she looked back at his face only to find that he was already looking at her. Despite the hungry look in his eyes, he remained calm and like he had said, patient. So patient, so good, so determined to not pressure her or push her into continuing on if she changed her mind and in the end that’s exactly why she continued. She tightened her grip around him a little more and dragged her hand up and he squeezed her thighs just a bit in return, “S’that alright?” She asked and he nodded.

“Yeah, feels good.” He said lowly and she dragged her fist back down. Harry swallowed thickly as she started to set her pace. He was just about to ask her to mind his tip when she started to circle over it with her thumb and he moaned lowly as his eyes squeezed shut at the new and delicious sensation, “That’s…that’s so good.” He hummed and she bit her lip, not sure whether to watch his face contorting in pleasure and satisfaction, or to just stare at his beautiful penis. She decided to put her saliva to good use and pulled her hand away to spit onto her palm and then wrap it back around his cock. He groaned as the slickness made her strokes glide with even more ease and in her excitement she started going a little faster and his body tensed up, “Fuck, just like that, baby.” He chuckled breathily as his head dropped back and his fingers dug into her thighs.

Harry’s heart was pounding in his chest as he fought to just keep it down. He had only been dreaming of this moment for months now and it was finally coming true. His breathing was labored as he grunted quietly with each stroke of Diana’s fist over his cock. He was so fucking hard that he just felt this immense pressure in his lower stomach. His fingers were gripping hard at her thighs, just needing to hold on to something so that he didn’t feel like he was withering away every time her fist dragged over his sensitive and leaking tip. The build up was incredible, he could feel his knees buckling the closer and closer he got to his orgasm. His breathing was hitching in his throat and he’d bite down hard on his lip to keep his sounds to a minimum because the pleasure had him reeling, he’d been waiting for this with her for so long and it was superseding his expectations.

“Oh fuck, baby!” He moaned as she tightened her fist a bit more and started stroking faster, building him up for his finish, “Y-you’re gonna make me come.” He panted as he spared a glance down to his cock in her fist, watching it moving up and down quickly, “I’m so close!” He grunted and she smiled at him and it was making him melt.

“Yeah, baby?” She asked and his entire body jolted when he heard her call him that. He swore that his heart exploded just from hearing her call him a term of endearment and that was his undoing. He could feel his entire body tingling and he forced himself to remove his hands from her thighs and instead gripped the desk as his abs started to clench and his lungs to tighten without his permission. He felt like time froze for a few seconds as the pleasure peaked and his jaw slacked as he panted hard, trying to keep himself quiet as he felt the thick, milky streams of his sperm started to shoot out of his tip. He thrust into her hand as she kept going, keeping her pace to get him through the entirety of his orgasm and as his thrusting slowed and his breathing shuddered she slowly came to a stop, not releasing him just yet, but definitely loosening her grip around him. Despite his orgasm, his cock hadn’t softened yet. She could feel him throbbing in her hand, that big vein on the underside pulsed in perfect time with his rapid heart beat, “You’re still so hard. Got a little more for me?” She asked as she glanced up to him and he blinked his eyes open and nodded.

“Go slow.” He whispered and she nodded as she started stroking him a bit again, “Fuck yeah.” He hummed as he watched intently this time as she milked the last bit out of him. Definitely not as much as the first one, but there was just a little more he needed to get out of his system. These last couple streams just oozed out of his tip and down her fist and with a brain still foggy with pleasure he grabbed her face and kissed her hungrily. His tongue invaded her mouth and slid against her own as her soft moan poured into his mouth. Moments later they parted and he rested his forehead against hers, “Fuck, that was incredible, thank you, baby.” He said through his ragged breathing and she nuzzled her nose against his before kissing his lips quickly.

“No problem.” She sniggered and he smiled.

“Your turn?” He asked suggestively as he kissed her cheek.

“Maybe another time, I need to get home.” She huffed and he pulled back and pouted.

“I feel like a total ass now. I knew I should’ve insisted on ladies first.” He said and she shook her head.

“No, no, no, it’s alright. To be quite honest this was…a lot. I wasn’t expecting to do that. And I don’t regret it, at all!” She clarified, “But I’m just not…ready for that… w-with you…I think.” She explained nervously. Not really sure how he would react, but he just nodded.

“That’s alright. You don’t need to justify it to me.” He said and she frowned.

“I think I do.” She said and went to reach for his face but then saw that she was still covered in his cum, “Oh, ummm-”

“Hang on.” Harry said and then reached behind her and pulled a couple of tissues from the box she had on her desk and cleaned her of his mess, “There.” He said softly before balling up the tissues and tossing them in the garbage can right beside her desk.

“Thanks. Ummm…” she started and sighed, “It’s not that I don’t want to do this with you, believe me I do! I’ve gotten off to the thought of doing plenty of things with you a few times already…and fuck, that’s…TMI.” She shook her head, the nerves were getting the best of her, and he grinned at her confession but he stayed quiet and let her finish, “I’m just…afraid of what that’ll mean for me.” She explained, “Like I…” she sighed and swallowed thickly, expressing her feelings was so hard for her but she needed to do it now, she owed it to him, “I like you, Harry. I like you a lot and I just think that…if we’re not careful I could see myself really falling for you and-”

“OK, would that really be such a bad thing?” He asked.

“Yes! It would be right now, at least.” She said to him.

“I think you’re just scared.”

“Of course I am! I just told you I’m afraid of this! Of us! Of what I feel!” She groaned, “I’m not ready.” She shook her head, “I’m not ready to add more complications to what we already have going on! If I sleep with you it’ll change everything!”

“We’re not gonna have sex. We don’t have to for as long as you don’t want.”

“I’ll cave! I’ll cave because it’s you! I mean…fuck!” She groaned in frustration.

“Di, look at me.” He said softly as her eyes met his, “I care about you. I only want you. You’re all I think about day in and day out. I’m starting to fall for you, even with the limited access I have to your life! I want this. I want you.” He said to her earnestly.

“Well it’s not just me, Harry.” She said softly, “I have my daughter to think about as well. My happiness is her happiness and vise versa.”

“You know that I care about Celeste, love.”

“Being a father is far more complex than just caring about someone, Harry. And you’ve told me before that you never wanted kids!” She reminded and he sighed.

“It’s a little more complicated than that for me, but even still! People change their minds all the time!”

“I don’t want you to just change your mind just to get me in exchange, Harry. What if you change your mind about this again? What if I let you in and you wake up one day and realize that you never wanted that?” She asked and he shrugged.

“I’d never commit to you without considering all of that seriously first, Diana. And well, you just need to trust me.” He said simply and she sighed and shook her head.

“I need to go.” She said instead and pushed him back a bit so that she could get back on her feet and he just moved aside and did his pants back up. He felt his heart aching more and more by the second as she just turned around to face away from him and he frowned as she started to cry.

“Di, baby.” He said softly as he reached for her arm and she flinched away from him, “Don’t do this.” He pleaded quietly. His heart broke as she started to sob. He felt beyond shitty now, but she insisted that it had been fine, that she wanted to take this step with him. Maybe he should’ve tried harder to dissuade her? Sure, she was saying that she didn’t regret it but she was crying about it and that certainly wasn’t because she was happy about what they had done. He rolled his lips together for a moment, but before he could even continue beating himself up over this he nipped that in the bud with a curt, but painful sentence, “I knew I shouldn’t have come here.” He said lowly, but not low enough to spare her from his words. They cut deep and made her let out another sob, “Ummm…tell your brother to have a good flight for me.” He said before grabbing his things. She turned around now, sniffling.

“Harry…” she whimpered.

“I can’t keep doing this with you!” He said with frustration, “It’s not fair! I understand that you’re hurt and that you’re scared but you can’t keep hiding behind your tragedies, Diana!” he expressed, “I mean, it’s been 15 years, Di. Don’t you ever get tired of making the same excuses?” He asked her with a frown, “You self-sabotage better than anyone I’ve ever known! And at this point you’re actively choosing to not move on from the past. You’re choosing this for yourself.” He said with pity and she hiccuped on her sob, “And quite frankly I…I don’t need this.” He said to her and headed out. The loud bang of her office door closing behind him made her flinch. Moments later the door swung open again, “And don’t you dare bookmark this moment as an example of how people always abandon you or that you’ve always been alone because I have tried. I have tried for months!” He pointed at her before leaving again and right before she could even make her next move he came back through the door again, “And I don’t know why I feel like the biggest asshole when you’re the one who insisted on getting me off! I have feelings too! I’m not an experiment for you to figure out what the fuck you want or what you are and aren’t ready for!” He scolded.

“I know you’re not, Harry.” She said quietly

“Well that’s what you’re making me feel like! I feel used. You…you push me away and then pull me back in and give me hope that we can work things out and then you push me away again until something happens and I’m just stupidly available for you! Taking any crumb of attention you’re willing to spare me. I know you’re in a tough spot, but if you don’t see this going anywhere just say it.” He said and she frowned.

“I’m sorry, Harry. I assure you I never meant to make you feel that way.” She apologized and he sighed.

“I know…I know that, but that’s what you’re doing.” He said to her sadly and her heart broke seeing the pain in his eyes, “Maybe I am the asshole for pursuing you when I knew how you felt about this from the start.” He concluded sadly.

“You’re not an asshole, Harry.” She said coming up to him and taking his hands in hers and her frown deepened when he pulled them out of her grasp.

“I stand by what I said before I can’t do this anymore.” He said looking into her eyes as she started to cry again, “Just…figure your shit out, Diana.” He said with disappointment before heading out and after a few more moments he didn’t return.

Diana groaned in frustration as more tears fell and after a few more minutes of that she started to clean up. She put all of their now empty food containers in the bag they’d arrived in and set them by the trash can; she put her decor back where they went and then grabbed her things to head out. When she opened her office door to leave she saw Harry standing right across the hall with his phone in his hand and he glanced up at her.

“Didn’t want you to walk alone at this hour.” He said quietly. Diana just pulled her door shut, hearing it click to indicate it had locked.

“Thank you.” She said and he nodded as they started to head down the hall in silence. When they got in the elevator they stood across from each other, he glanced back at his phone and she just stayed looking at him and as she glanced down his body she rolled her lips together to suppress the giggle that wanted to leave her mouth despite the clear tension brewing between them, “Ummm, you’ve got ummm…cum on your pant leg.” She said and he glanced up to her.

“Well so do you.” He said and she glanced down at herself and saw that she was indeed stained as well.

“Oh…thanks.” She responded and then glanced up at him again, “N-not for the cum stain! F-for telling me about it.” She clarified and his eyes met her’s again and he shook his head as he fought a smile, “What?”

“Well duh, goes without saying that you were thanking me for telling you and not for…Jesus.” He said and she started to giggle and he shook his head. “Stop that! I’m still mad at you.” He said as he fought his hardest to keep a straight face.

“You can still be mad at me and laugh at my scrambled up brain.” She said and he shook his head.

“You’re something else…” he chuckled lowly and she smiled, she’d accept that over him shouting all her truths to her face.

The doors finally slid open and they started making their way to the parking structure closest to her building. She was definitely angry at him for losing his patience and shouting at her, but she wasn’t going to fight him on it because he was totally right about everything he’d said. Maybe in a couple of days once he’d cooled off she’d be able to tell him that she didn’t love the way he spoke to her and that maybe in the future he could vocalize his concerns earlier on instead of letting everything build up this way? But as that thought materialized in her head she recognized that trying to “avoid” her feelings for him was futile because well, they already existed despite how cautious she thought she was being. It was pointless to try and shut someone out who had already been let in. Even without her realizing it, his charming, helpful, and loving nature had softened her up enough that he’d unknowingly made a home for himself in her heart and she didn’t want that space to be empty. She loved him. There was no question about it.

“Hey, what is it? Did you forget something?” Harry asked because she had stopped walking and she soon shook her head as she looked at him.

“Ummm, no, it’s fine. I’m…I’m fine.” She assured and he looked at her skeptically for a moment before she nodded again in reassurance and they kept walking. She obviously wanted to tell him but it would feel a tad manipulative to say it to him right after the argument they had. Like she’d say anything to not lose him and continue using him, she didn’t want him to even think that was an option. Of course she wasn’t using him, she could never, but it made her so sad to know that he felt like that. Like he was just a person she called on for convenience. And well, if he was done, she had no idea what she would do, but she certainly didn’t want to hurt him anymore. She was mulling the thoughts in her head until they got into the structure.

“What floor are you on?”

“Second.” She said.

“Do you want to take the stairs?”

“I don’t care, I just…I need you to know that I’m not using you, I never have.” She explained to him, “I hate to think that I make you feel that way about us. And yeah, I admit that I do call for you when things get tough but because you…you make me feel safe and looked after and you always know what to say to make me feel better and I…I need you.” She said and his eyes softened, “I want you around. I enjoy being with you and around you and I don’t ever want you to feel like anything we’ve shared together has been some scheme to just keep you close by until things get better.” She sighed.

“I’m not great at expressing my feelings or even knowing what to do with them, like I’ve grown up with such cold and callous people and the only time I ever let myself fall in love was with Wes and look how that ended!” She expressed with frustration, “You’re right, I choose to be alone. But it’s not because I enjoy it or want to be alone, it just works for me! It always has! I’m just fine all alone! I always had been until…until you.” She confessed as she met his gaze, “It scares me to know that everything I know about how to live and carry myself would potentially change. Like I’ve been this way since I was 19, Harry! That’s a really long time…15 years.” She said to him and he nodded, “I think that more than getting hurt, I fear hurting you.” She explained, “And I feel like shit knowing I already did. And you’ve been wonderful and so patient with me and I know that I’ve pushed the bar way too fucking much. So I…understand why you’re done with this. W-with me.” She said as her eyes welled up and he frowned, “I don’t want to string you along, Harry. You don’t deserve this so I respect your decision.” She said and swallowed thickly.

“You respect my decision?” He asked her and she nodded, “Diana…that’s the stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.” He said to her and she frowned, “We both have a say in this. If you agree that whatever this was has run it’s course, fine. But don’t just agree with me if that’s not what you want!” He said to her and she sighed.

“Well you’re clearly done and upset with me, why would I try and change your mind?” She asked.

“Because! It’s what people do when they…care about each other! They fight for each other. They try and work things out!” He responded, completely exasperated.

“Well, I’ve never had to do that before so…now I know.” She said and he shook his head as he fought off a smile, “What?”

“Nothing I just…forget that it’s been a while for you.” He said and she chuckled through her tears.

“More than a while, I’d say…” she responded and he hummed in agreement with a smile.

“I’m sorry I blew up on you that was wrong of me.” He apologized, he was always so good about that, it was one of her favorite things about him.

“I accept your apology, but I understand why you exploded like that. And you know, I’d like to think that I’m a pretty receptive and approachable person about this kind of stuff. So maybe in the future you can just tell me as things come up and not let it build up to that point, you know?” She said and he smiled.

“In the future, huh?” He asked and she felt her cheeks heat with a blush as she nodded.

“Yeah, in the future.” She repeated, “That is of course i-if you still want to be in my life in the future. Because I’d really like you to be.” She clarified softly and he reached for her hand and the amount of relief she felt surge through her body was epic and she just batted him aside and hugged him instead and he chuckled as he hugged her back.

“Of course I want to be in your life.” He said softly as he rocked them back and forth a bit.

“Good. I’m so sorry for making you feel less important than you are to me.” She apologized yet again.

“I guess I forgive you.” He hummed and she scoffed playfully which made him smile.

“Ummm, Harry?”

“Yeah, love?”

“Would you want to go on a date with me?” She asked as she pulled back to meet his gaze.

“I’d love to.” He responded immediately with a big grin.

“Perfect! I’ll plan something and run it by you.” She said with a meek smile.

“Perfect.” He agreed. He couldn’t stop smiling because yes, it had been hard, but what he felt for her was well worth the challenges. He couldn’t lie to himself about his feelings, they were more “love” than just “like” by now and well, he knew that was big. So he wouldn’t spring that on her just yet, but he couldn’t wait for the day where he’d finally be able to just say it to her. Just tell her that he loves her.

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Young American - Part 11**

Finally!!! This one's sweet and smutty! There is visual inspo for the female pleasure part - here it is (18+ ONLY! NSFW - watch at your own risk!)

Warnings: Slight exhibitionism, oral sex (male and female receiving), unprotected sex

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WC: 10.5K

When Y/N got home she immediately went off to have a body shower to ensure that she was fresh and ready for the evening ahead of her and after that they were chatting as she packed her overnight bag to take to Harry’s place and then finally it came to choosing her outfit for the night. She was buzzing with anticipation as to what he had planned for them, she knew it would be good because they left work early, it was a little past 3pm actually and apparently he had talked to Auree about it in advance so she figured he need that to ensure they had enough time to do whatever it was he was gonna have them do. He told her to be ready by 4:30pm.

“Do I need to wear casual shoes?” Y/N asked Julie who seemed to be in on this entire thing.

“Ummm…you’re not going to do like crazy amounts of walking but some.” She said and Y/N bit her lip as she thought about it.

“Harry said I can be casual.”

“Yeah, you totally can.” Julie said.

“Can I wear a skirt?” Y/N asked and Julie nodded.

“OK… so I’ll wear a skirt because it’s a date.”

“It’s still cold out.” Julie reminded.

“I’ll wear pantyhose.” Y/N reasoned, “Oh and my platform, ankle boots!” She said with excitement, “I haven’t worn them in a while.” She smiled as she started to dig through her clothes to piece together the outfit. It was definitely causal, but still nice and trendy in her opinion.

“So…Harry.” Her aunt brought up again and Y/N smiled, “How had are you falling for him?” She asked with a smile and Y/N giggled.

“I mean…hard.” She shrugged and then bit her lip, “He’s just…I’ve never met anyone like him.” She explained, “I never told you, but when he first got here he was the worst to me. We had beef. Like I wanted nothing to do with him!” She explained and Julie looked shocked.

“Really?”

“Yeah, he was the worst. I hated him.” She giggled as she thought back on it, “Actually when he called you that time I was home with the migraine?” She asked and Julie nodded as she recalled, “He called you to check in because he thought I had quit the apprenticeship. That’s how much we weren’t getting along.” Y/N explained.

“No way!”Julie gasped, “Sweet, shy, and adorably-dimpled Harry?!” She asked, still in complete disbelief.

“Oh yeah! He was not himself and ummmm, after that he talked to me and apologized, took full responsibility for being an asshole and he asked if we could start over and I said no, that I appreciated his apology and that we were good, but that I didn’t want to spend more time with him than necessary because I just didn’t trust that it wouldn’t happen again. Like I only had bad experiences with him and boy, did he turn it around. He didn’t try to force me to be friends with him or anything, he just changed his attitude and hoped that I would change my mind. That time at the halloween party, that was our first time hanging out-”

“And you ended up in the same bed.” Julie grinned.

“Nothing happened.” Y/N mumbled, “I got up there because in his drunkenness he told me that he had a hard time sleeping in new places and so I got up there with him.” She said and Julie pouted with endearment, “I know!” Y/N cooed, “After he explained himself and apologized and then the party I just…had a huge soft spot for him and it just…grew, I guess.” Y/N shrugged, “He was so sweet and such a big softy, like that’s who he is! He was just struggling a lot, I think with his mental health too after moving here all by himself, he never explicitly said it, but you can tell, you know?” Y/N said and Julie nodded. “Once we accepted that we liked each other things just went really quickly from there and he’s been great ever since. I mean he’s almost 30, so I’d hope he’s mature about stuff.” Y/N giggled.

“Yeah, with men you never know…” Julie mumbled and Y/n giggled.

“Exactly…but yeah, it’s been working and I know I’m only 24, but we work and we both care about each other and open up to each other and I’ve never really had that with someone. Like where it just seems easy and natural.” Julie nodded as Y/N explained.

“Do you love him?” Julie asked with a giddy smile and Y/N felt the entirety of her blood rushing up to her face.

“Ummm… I think so.” She said in a small voice, “I ummm- yeah. Yeah, I guess I do.” She admitted and Julie shrieked in excitement!

“Oh honey! Love is such a wonderful thing!”

“It is. I mean, I’ve been in love before, but it does feel different this time. More intense.” She said and Julie nodded as she listened to everything that was on Y/N’s mind. From her joys about it, but also her fears because in truth, Harry could decide to go back to England at any point and what would happen then? A lot of her concerns were legitimate and as Julie listened on she was able to hear how Y/N would talk herself down from crossing that bridge before it was due time. Y/N was incredibly mature for her age and had down some rather important skills that would help her better navigate her life. Yes, she did require a lot of therapy late in her high school years and through her college years, but it had made her the person she was today and Julie couldn’t be more proud of her.

“Well, I think it’s this is wonderful and well, you know that no great love comes without it’s challenges, but if Harry feels anything close to what you do, which I mean, I personally think he does…” she said and Y/N blushed all over again, “Everything will be alright.” She said and Y/N smiled and nodded. Just then, her phone dinged and Y/N squealed as she read that Harry was on his way.

“OK, I have a little over twenty minutes to get ready!” She panicked and rushed around to get herself together so Julie let her be. Harry was punctual and Julie let him in and she held back from cooing in endearment when she sawthe bouquets of flower he had brought along with him. Well there were actually two.

“Hey, welcome back!” Julie said as Harry stepped inside and he smiled.

“Thank you, it’s great to be back.” He said hugging her as she leaned in and she patted his back a few times, “So, these are for you. And-”

“Yeah, the bigger ones are for Y/N…” she said with a grin and he nodded bashfully, “she’s almost done getting ready, are you thirsty?” She asked.

“No, but I’ll follow you into the kitchen." he said and they headed over. She pulled out two vases to put the flowers in and he assured her he could fill them as she notified Y/N that Harry had arrived. He only waited another few minutes before Y/N rushed into the kitchen and Harry immediately stood from his seat. Y/N started smiling when she saw him; they were almost matching. Well, they were both wearing sweater vests, she giggled.

“You look cute!” She grinned with excitement and he bit his lip as he looked her over.

“And you look…perfect. I really like that skirt.” He said before rolling his lips together as he looked her over once again and Julie rolled her eyes as she put some dishes away.

“Thanks.” Y/N responded timidly as she played with her fingers nervously.

“Yeah, ummm, ready to go?” He asked and she nodded.

“Yes, my bag’s already out in the living room.” She assured and he nodded.

“OK. Well Julie, thanks for the hospitality.” Harry said as she turned around and he hugged her quickly.

“Anytime, lover boy.” She said and he chuckled, “Thank you for the flowers, they’re lovely.”

“Course.” He hummed before pulling away and letting Y/N say her goodbyes.

“Behave you two!” Julie called after them as they headed out of the kitchen.

“Always!” Y/N called back.

As soon as they got into the living room she reached up to his jaw and he grinned as she tried to pull his face down towards hers. He easily gave in as their lips met in a hot and fiery kiss. It was a lot of sucking of lips and tangling of tongues as his hands smoothed down her back and very easily traveled up the back of her skirt. He could feel her warm skin beneath the thin pantyhose she was wearing and he squeezed at her ass with need. He wanted to swat it and spank it until it was stinging and sore all while her drenched little cunt took his cock. He hadn’t stopped thinking about finally having sex with her when he got back. He couldn’t wait any longer, he had put off his own pleasure for too long and he didn’t want to do that, not with her. Any time they didn’t have together like that because of his own need to slightly torture himself was foolish and wasteful, he didn’t want to miss out on her, not even for a second.

“Are you two going to ever leave?” They heard Julie call out from the kitchen and this made them laugh until their kiss was no longer possible.

“Yeah! We’re going now!” Y/N said before kissing Harry’s lips once more and he grabbed her big tote and soon they were heading over to his car. “So where are we off to first?” She asked and he grinned.

“Well it depends on how hungry you are.”

“Not that hungry, I had a nervous snack while I got ready.” She confessed and he chuckled.

“Me too.” He assured her and she grinned, “OK, so let’s do the other thing first.” He said and she groaned.

“Can you give me a hint!?” She asked as they took off and he hummed pensively.

“Hmmm…” he wondered as they drove to get on the freeway, “Ummm, a native Californian has never done and would probably never do it.” He said and she squinted her eyes as she thought about it.

“Yet you’re taking me to do it?”

“Julie assured me you would love this.” He said and she giggled.

“I love that you consulted her.”

“Who knows you better?” He asked and she nodded.

“That’s very true.” She smiled.

“You’re gonna like it.”

“I know I will.” She said as she turned to smile at him. She was so busy admiring his gorgeous and perfect side profile that she didn’t notice that he had placed his hand at the center console, palm up, waiting for her to take it.

“Hold my hand.” He said and she shook herself out of her little trance.

“Huh?” She asked and he chuckled.

“My hand, baby. Hold my hand.” He said again.

“Oh! Yeah, of course.” She said and intertwined their hands together.

She glanced down at the sheer difference in size of their hands, it made her body tingle when she thought about all the things he had done to her just with his hands. It had been a while since she had sex and she was desperate to have it with Harry. She hoped that’s why he was asking her to stay over. But if it wasn’t she was going to ask because there was nothing that she wanted more than to be close to him in that way. She wanted to experience what he had given her the last time they were together. She had never felt so incredible in her life, it was life altering and she craved to once again be completely and totally at his mercy. When she finally focused back on the road she saw that they were leaving L.A. and taking the 101 Northbound. She didn’t say anything more, she just rested into the seat and enjoyed the ride as she hummed to a song called Sweet Marie and it was rather obscure though, so she glanced to him in confusion.

“I love this song. How did you..?” She smiled and he grinned, “Julie…” she said lowly.

“She helped me make a playlist.” He confessed and she giggled, “Told me you always sing that song. I like it.” He said and she smiled as it came to an end, then a very familiar tune played over the speakers.

“And High Horse?” She asked and he chuckled, “Kacey Musgraves makes me weak.” She said.

“I actually added that one. I just wanted songs that reminded me of you or us or something.” He confessed and she bit her lip to suppress the size of the smile that threatened to break out on her lips, “Ready? The bridge is the best part!” He said and she nodded.

“DARLING YOU TAKE THE HIGH HORSE AND I'LL TAKE THE HIGH ROAD! MMMM.” They both sang loudly at the top of their lungs before giggling.

"If you're too good for us you'll be good riding solo! Yeah, I think we;ve seen enough, seen enough-" Y/N continued to sing along and he bopped along to the song, doing the harmonies to the melody. And that’s how the rest of the car ride went until he was exiting on Sunset Boulevard, so she assumed they were going to Hollywood… then as they came up on Cahuenga Avenue he made a right and as she looked around she laughed as she glanced to him, seeing what exactly was on their left.

“No fucking way!” She giggled as she saw the big sign that read “PARKING! Hollywood City Tours!”

“Julie told me you’ve always wanted to go but couldn’t justify paying for it.” He chuckled as they pulled in and the person at the little kiosk asked to see the passes for the tourist attraction and he showed them quickly before he was told to continue on.

“OK, so you decide to pay money for me to have this experience I can’t even justify paying for?” She laughed as he parked.

“Look, I have yet to see any of the attractions myself and if you must know, I am really curious as to where Leo lives, so this is for the both of us.” He said through some laughter and just like that they were ready to get off of the car.

Harry rushed over to her side to help her out of the car before locking it and shutting the door and they proceeded to follow the crowd of people heading around the corner to the rendezvous point. It was a 2 hour tour, so there would be tons to see and soon they had settled into the little bus and they were off and seeing all of the iconic attractions of the rich and famous of Hollywood. They were having a blast and taking all of the cheesy pictures at every attraction, but while on the road to their next destination they were cuddled close and whispering to each other about the people watching they were doing as they drove down the streets of Hollywood. It really was a blast and soon they were stepping off of the bus with the rest of the tourists and waving goodbye to their guide as they headed back to Harry’s car hand in hand.

“So what’d you think?” He asked and she grinned.

“I loved it. I learned stuff I didn’t know.” She mused and he hummed, “What about you?”

“Yeah, I liked it too. But to be quite honest, I was expecting a lot more from Leo’s house…Can’t say it was anything spectacular.” He confessed and she nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, I don’t know why I like pictured him living in like a spaceship or something…” she mumbled as he keyed opened the car door on her side.

“When you say spaceship I think Scientology and then I think Tom Cruise. They’re the ones who believe we’re all these ancient alien beings or something. No?” He asked as he helped her settle in and she started laughing as he went around to his side.

“I think you might be confusing a few things there.” She laughed as she watched him settle himself into the driver’s side.

“M’definitely not.” He looked to her before starting the engine and they had a playful argument about this as they drove down the very lively and busy streets until they were in a very familiar area and soon they were pulling into the sushi restaurant that they had eaten at with G and Rosa a few months ago. She had gone since then, but he hadn’t been with her.

“I love this place.” She hummed in excitement and he smiled as he helped her out and they were soon led back and ironically it was to the table where he had been seated at when they ran into each other. She didn’t know if he recalled that detail but she did.

“Your server will be with you shortly.” The host said before hurrying back to their post and they both thanked the guy.

“Not to put a damper on the mood, but this is where you sat that time we ran into each other. Remember?” She reminded him and he nodded.

“Yeah, I know.” He smiled, “I literally was so depressed the last time I was here…” he said and she pouted.

“Baby,” she sighed, “should we ask them to move us?” She asked and started to glance around for the server.

“No, it’s alright.” He assured her, “I called ahead and asked them if we could sit here.” He explained.

“Aw baby, why? Don’t want you to be bummed out.” She said and he shook his head.

“I’m not.” He responded, “Finally got my date, didn’t I?” He asked with a little grin and she smiled and nodded.

“That you did.” She smiled at him and reached for his hand.

“You’re better anyway.” He said with a smile as he squeezed her hand a bit and she shrugged, rolling her eyes playfully as if saying “obviously”.

“I mean, I didn’t want to be the one to say it…but only an idiot would pass you up.” She said and he blushed at her compliment, which made her feel quite good. He’d been so easily flustered lately and maybe it had been the distance? She couldn’t speak for him, but absence had certainly made her heart grow fonder. Because of that, now she was less bashful about flirting back and making him feel as special as he did her. She didn’t want to waste her time with being bashful or subtle about her feelings for him, especially when he constantly put his admiration for her out there the way he did. The least she could do was reciprocate.

“Thanks.” He smiled tenderly at her, “I know that wasn’t the best night for me, but I wanted to sit here anyway because this was also the literal spot where I realized that I wanted more with you.” He said and her smile faded and a sentimental look washed over her features as they softened up, “Wanted to come back here with you and tell you that it’s been…a while for me…liking you.” He said and she squeezed his hand, “You’re just such a beautiful person and you showed me exactly who you were in that moment. Even if I wanted to not go there at first, it couldn’t be helped, not after that night. After everything I had put you through, for you to show me kindness and care like that,” He paused for a moment as his eyes bore into hers intensely and she bit her lip as her heart started to beat intensely as she recalled it too, “in that moment, with that simple act of compassion, you completely ruined me for anyone else.” He confessed and she felt the air completely leave her lungs as his gorgeous eyes stayed on her own, “And I’ve wanted you more than anything ever since.” He finished quietly. She could cry just hearing this. All that time he liked her?

“I don’t even know what to say…” she smiled and squeezed his hand, she wanted nothing more than to climb into his side of the booth and kiss him breathless.

“You don’t have to say anything, I know things were different for you then, but I just wanted you to know that I’ve been in this for… a while.” He smiled and she nodded. She knew just the thing to say to him, but she didn’t want to do it here and now, she wanted to do it when she had the space and privacy to love on him too. But now she felt like that moment couldn’t come soon enough. The words kept clawing their way up her throat and it was so hard to ward them off as their evening carried on. How was she not supposed to fall in love with him when he did things like this? It was impossible not to! He was so sweet and endearing and a true romantic at heart and she had never been with anyone who was this thoughtful before; it only made everything she felt for him more intense.

After they finished eating they took a little walk down the street to get some ice cream even if it was cold out. They ended up sharing a small cup as they walked down the cute little strip of shops. Harry was telling her about his time back home and the pieces he had been able to do and how thankfully, his confidence in himself and his work had been restored, he knew he needed to be patient. She was feeling giddy as they walked back towards his car, hand in hand and just before he opened up her door he pressed her against it and she moaned as their lips molded together. Her hands slithered up his chest and looped around his neck as she craned her own neck upwards to have better access to his lips.

“Mmm…just letting you know,” he said between kisses, “You’re in for a very long night, baby.” He disclosed before kissing her again and she smiled.

“Is that so?”

“Yep.” He grinned before they started making out again, “Gotta,” he paused to make out with her just a little more as her tongue teased his bottom lip, causing their kiss to deepen and intensify and then he pulled back with a bit of a wet gasp, “Gotta make up for lost time.” He reasoned and she grinned and he growled lowly as he leaned down and tugged her now swollen bottom lip between his teeth and sucked on it. She whimpered as she felt him fit his knee between her legs and raised it a bit. It brushed up her inner thigh but didn’t quiet reach where she was wet and aching for him already and then he let go and kissed her forehead, “Starting now.” He smiled as he spoke against it, she couldn’t see it, but she could hear it in his voice, “Already wet for me?” He asked as he looked down at her and she nodded up at him, “Good, baby. I’m aching for you.” He mumbled as he pressed his hips forward, because of their height difference he reached more of her lower stomach, like right below her navel and it made her gulp as she rolled her body into his own. They were in a darker spot of the parking lot, but it was still very much a public place and the idea of getting caught doing even this had her on edge, but she didn’t care as much as she thought she ought to.

“Can we please go?” She asked and he smirked, “Need you so bad, H. Please.” She pleaded with him and he smirked, his dimple carved deep into his cheek.

“Always with those impeccable manners, baby. S’gonna be my undoing one day.” He hummed before scooting them over a bit and she heard him unlock the car door and she smiled up at him.

“Thank you.” She said and he smirked again before he helped her down into the seat before shutting her door and hurrying over to his.

Harry was trying to get home quickly, it was a lot for him to be sitting beside her without fully being able to touch her or give her his undivided attention. His body was running hot all over and he felt like he would implode if he had to wait another second before he was able to touch her in the way that he wanted. He just wanted a taste of her, he’d been clinging to the memory as hard as possible, but it just couldn’t be replicated. He saw how her fingers were clutched together tightly in her lap and how her thighs would rub together every now and again and it only made him even more horny than he already was.

“Baby,” he grabbed her attention and she turned to him, “I need you to touch yourself for me and let me taste.” He said to her and her eyes widened for a second at his request, “I just need to taste you.” He repeated again with a hint of exasperation in his tone before turning back to the road and she sighed.

“God, I want to but my pantyhose go above my skirt, baby. I’d have to take everything off since I’m quite layered.” She explained with a pout and he groaned.

“Baby, just tear them where it counts.” He said and she giggled thinking he was joking but when she looked at him she knew that it hadn’t even been a suggestion, he was telling her to tear her pantyhose.

The look on his face was serious and almost pained to an extent and that made her want to be good for him, to do as he said. So she pulled off one of the rings she was wearing, one that had some texture around the accent stone, and brought it down between her legs and scored the pantyhose along the top of her inner thigh, right up near the crotch. After a second attempt she felt the material split and she slipped the ring back on and then widened her legs a bit more before reaching in between them with her left hand, making the tear bigger as she wiggled her fingers beneath the thong she was wearing. As Harry glanced over briefly he saw her getting in there and licked over his lips, already salivating in anticipation of tasting her, her flavor was his absolute favorite and there was nothing more he wanted in this world than to be buried between her legs. Y/N bit down on her lip as she swirled two fingers into her folds, she was soaking wet, she hadn’t expected anything less, but she had really tried to be patient about getting off, like he was. She had only touched herself twice since he had gone back to England and she understood the appeal of it afterwards, how it made her feel powerful and strong, disciplined. She knew he would like that.

“ Baby, please…” he strained and that’s when she realized that she had been playing with herself for several moments.

“Sorry, it’s been a while.” She said glancing to him and he glanced back at her with a look in his eyes that screamed “why would you say that to me?” And it made her feel really good, “Got carried away.” She said as she drew her fingers away from herself and offered them to him over the console.

As the traffic slowly came to a stop he came at her fingers tongue first and sucked them clean. Y/N felt a shiver radiate through her body at the feeling of his tongue and mouth around her fingers, she couldn’t help the moan that left her mouth as he sucked fervently, even after he had sucked away her arousal from them.

“Fuck, missed that. Missed you.” He mumbled as he grabbed her hand and kissed her open palm.

“Missed you too, could hardly get off without you.” She said and he groaned lowly, the traffic was still stopped.

“Hardly?” He asked and she nodded.

“I struggled. You’re so good at the edging part and I just get carried away and come too fast, so after the second try I just decided to wait for you to take care of it when you got back.” She explained.

If only she could read Harry’s mind… he had so many things he wanted to do to her to make her feel good. He had actually brought back some of his sex accessories with him that he had left in storage at his grandmother’s house (odd, but he knew she wouldn’t snoop like his mom might). He was well aware of what he liked and the ways in which he liked to push his partners, but he had yet to have that talk with Y/N and it was something he needed to do soon because so far he’d been playing by what he was into and she was very open to it, but he also wanted to know what she liked and give her that. Something he had been thinking about constantly was restraining her and pleasuring her until she couldn’t take any more, until she was completely spent for him. She would be so good for him, he was certain. She’d struggle minimally…she’d trust him and let it happen, let it run its course. He wanted to praise her and compliment her until she was blushing and bashful. He wanted to whisper filthy things to her while he filled her up with his cum over and over again.

“Fuck me…” he mumbled under his breath as her words processed in his mind “How do you want me to do it this time, hmmm?” He asked and she bit her lip.

“Like we are now.” She said and he grinned, “Having to wait all day has been…hard, to say the least. But I don’t mind because I know you’re worth the wait.” She hummed as she shifted a bit in her seat.

Her words just about melted Harry’s brain, no one had ever said that to him, that he was worth the wait. It made his heart skip a beat and for goosebumps to break out on his skin. He felt like he had been waiting his whole life for her and despite his want to just ease his way into everything with her, he knew in that moment that he couldn’t avoid labeling what he felt for her any longer. He was in love with her; he was absolutely wrecked for her. He looked into her eyes and they just stared. They weren’t even sure for how long because next thing he knew the car behind them was honking loudly, indicating to them that traffic had started to move and they glanced up to the road in embarrassment only to see that the car ahead of him had maybe only moved up about 5 feet. So he turned to Y/N with a grin and she giggled as she showed him her middle finger and he nodded so they rolled the windows down and both stuck their hands out, giving the very impatient driver behind them the finger before pulling their arms back in as they laughed.

“What an asshole, where are we supposed to go?” She scoffed and Harry shook his head.

“Right…but back to what you were saying…” he grinned and she got all bashful and shrugged.

“I guess I like the teasing.” She accepted and he smiled and reached for her thigh as he leaned over and she met him the rest of the way to kiss him. She tensed up for a second when his fingers inched between her legs and ultimately they parted in a soft gasp as they slipped under her thong and pet at her drenched folds, “Love how wet you get for me, baby.” He said against her lips before sucking at her bottom lip, “Your little clit’s already so fucking swollen.” He smiled and she whimpered as he then reached lower, he was slipping into the crease of her labia and looking for her entrance and finally he did and rubbed over her little hole as she moaned up at the ceiling, “Fuck, c’mere.” He said as he pulled her close and smeared their lips together in a desperate kiss, still not pushing his finger inside, as much as he wanted to feel her warm and tight walls around it.

“Please, daddy, need to feel it inside.” She whimpered and he groaned as he shook his head.

“Tonight I’m giving you my cock.” He said through bated breaths, he felt like his blood was boiling with need, he had not felt this out of control since he was a teenager, it was exhilarating, “Want to open you up with it, yeah? So fucking wet I know we can get it all in on the first try.” He said and she swallowed hard and nodded.

“Oh fuck, yes please.” She panted as his finger continued to swirl around her entrance.

“Yeah.” He smirked, “Gonna fit my whole cock into this tight little thing, you’ll see. Gonna fill you to the brim, baby and then I’ll give you my cum.” He practically growled, his voice was so deep and lust-filled that is covered her skin in goosebumps, “Want to watch my cum dripping out of this little hole.” Y/N moaned just at the thought, “Would you like that, baby?” He asked and she nodded as she swallowed thickly, “Use your words, baby. Want to hear you say it. Say it for me.” He insisted.

“W-want you to fill me up with so much of your cum it’s dripping from me, daddy.” She sputtered out through her swollen lips.

“Mmmm…been waiting to make you my little cum slut.” He hummed with excitement, “M’warning you now, you better keep it all inside, if not I’ll have to punish you.” He said lowly and she moaned, “I want you to keep it nice and hot inside your delicious, little cunt where it belongs.” He said before melting their lips together again. Harry had never said that to anyone before, but it just felt right to say to her, “Fuuuck, I want you so bad.” He moaned before their tongues met. He was impossibly hard in his pants and it hurt; his cock and balls were aching from neglect and anticipation.

“Want you too. Need you.” She sighed against his mouth. It made Harry feel so good about himself and about what they had with each other.

“I need you too. I need you so bad, baby. M’gonna take great care of you, OK?” He assured as he pecked her lips a few times and she nodded, he always did, “Want to make you feel so good you forget your name, forget where you are. Want you to only see me.” He shared as he caressed her face and she inhaled sharply as she felt a wave of heat roll through her entire body.

“How much longer are we gonna be stuck in this fucking traffic.” She sighed in irritation and he shook his head.

“It’ll clear up soon, don’t worry. We’ve got all night.” he assured Y/N. Both of their faces were glowing red from the brake lights of the car before them. And suddenly the lights dimmed and he looked forward and saw the car before him start to roll forward and he turned back to her and grinned, “Manifestation 101.” he giggled and she shrugged, “Learned from the best.” He said as he started to take off as well. After a few moments the flow of traffic picked up and soon they were back to a reasonable speed and soon approaching the exit to get to his place and it was all flow from there.

As soon as Harry keyed them into his place Y/N set down her overnight bag and turned him around and pushed him up against it, a low grunt escaped his lungs at the harsh contact against his back but that didn’t stop him from kissing her back the moment their lips made contact. With his sight being impacted by the darkness the feel of her lips was a lot more enjoyable and the sounds of their harsh breathing and kisses were overpowering everything else. Y/N bunched up his vest in her fists and he took the time to smooth down her body with the palms of his hands, feeling the different textures of the fabric shielding her skin from his touch. As he felt around he found the zip of her skirt and he gently tugged at it.

“May I?” He muttered against her mouth as she kissed at his lower lip as she nodded.

“Yes. Please.” She insisted and he smiled as he tugged down the zipper and felt around to ensure there was no clasp before giving it a little tug to get it just under her hips so that it slid the rest of the way down on its own. Harry then ran his hands up the sheer material of her tights over her hips before gently grazing over her bum with his nails, the slight tickle made her titter a bit and he smiled at her response to his teasing and feathery touch.

“Should we take this to my bedroom?” He asked and she nodded without any words and he kissed her deep and slow before parting from her mouth, “OK, C’mon.” He said finding her hand that was still on his chest and intertwining their fingers, before heading off, he first bent down and collected her skirt before walking them through the darkness. His bedroom had no windows to grant them even the slightest bit of moonlight, so he helped her to the bed and she sat as he rounded the corner of it to switch on the reading lamp he had on the bedside.

“You got a headboard.” She exclaimed as she looked around and he chuckled as he stooped down before her and kissed her.

“To be fair I’ve had for a while, I just put it up.” He defended and she giggled. Even if he’d just gotten back from England, there was not a suitcase in sight. It seemed he had unpacked immediately, “And I even unpacked as soon as I got home last night.” He said as he pushed her down into the mattress and she grinned as he confirmed her thoughts.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, baby, I don’t feel how I used to before. Well now that I h-have you.” He said and her smile completely dropped as her eyes softened as they just stared at each other for a few seconds.

Truly, they had both been lost and wandering in their own ways without each other and now that they were together it felt like things had finally started to fall into place for each of them. Maybe they were both scared to verbalize it, but the way they were looking into each other’s eyes said exactly what it was they wanted to get out. It changed the energy in the room dramatically, it brought the tension between them to a new and unbearable high and soon their lips were colliding ardently once more as they started to undressed each other, when his trousers came off Y/N immediately fell to her knees and tugged down his briefs as she kissed up his thighs, stopping a second to smile at the tiger she had given him.

“You first, last time I was-”

“H, stop neglecting yourself, just this once, please?” She asked looking up to him as he was trying to pull her up from between his legs, “Love everything you do, but believe me, this is what I’ve been dreaming of the most.” She confessed and he bit over his bottom lip and nodded as he sat down on the mattress, bracing himself as he felt her warm breath fall over his fully hard cock. It twitched at the slightest form of attention and she smiled as she moved to kiss and suck at his inner thighs.

She had missed his body so much, not even just sexually, but seeing it before her, feeling it close to hers, he was always so warm, and his muscles were so evident even though he wasn’t trying very hard to flex them. She had never been with anyone as gorgeous as he was. Maybe it was because he was nearly five years older than her, she had never gone for anyone more than 3 yeas her senior, and he clearly took very good care of himself; he knew what mattered. When you’re young, yeah some people work out and watch what they eat, but they’re not actually living healthily by going on bingers and pulling all nighters - that wasn’t Harry at all. He even said so at Vy’s party, so the way he looked after himself was evident all over his body and she absolutely adored it.

Harry felt like he was going to burst at the seams as Y/N’s slow and torturous sucks and kisses trailed higher up his thighs. Everything about her was perfection to him and he patiently waited for her next move, clutching the sheets hard beneath him as he just barely licked at his tip, causing his mouth to fall open and moan. She moaned in response when he expected a smug smile, but this told him that she wasn’t taking her time to tease, she was just enjoying the moment, like he was. His brows creased in response to her warm and soft palm wrapping around his erection and she then gave it a gentle squeeze before she started tugging up and down slowly, stimulating all of the nerves that were so sensitive from the blood that had rushed down to his cock.

“Fuuuck…” he mewled breathily as she started to suck at his tip fervently. It was making his thighs and abs tense up impossibly tight. Yes, he wanted to feel good, but not to the point where he completely lost himself and this was over too soon. But the things she was doing to him with her mouth had him feeling like he was levitating. The sounds coming out of him as she stimulated all of his most sensitive spots were spurring her on until she could feel his thighs trembling, “Shit!” He gasped, “Y-you’re gonna make me come!” He warned her as she took him all the way down to her throat, “Oh baby, I’m gonna come!” He warned again, but she didn’t plan on pulling off as he started to thrust up into her mouth. It wasn’t particularly comfortable since he was big, but she wanted to taste him again, just as he had been so insistent on getting a taste of her, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” He chanted as his hips thrust up into her hot little mouth without his permission. It was all so wet and sloppy, even his thighs were sticky with her saliva and it just pushed him over the edge completely and with a drawn out moan he started to shoot his cum down her throat. Harry grunted as he held her down for a few seconds, riding it out still down her throat.

Y/N was swallowing down the thick and generous gushes of his sperm as best as she could, but she knew there was bound be a little bit of a mess. And when he released her and she came up for air with tearful eyes and a slightly burning throat she saw that she had definitely dripped down onto her shirt and she just sighed as she rested her cheek against his bare thigh, looking up at him with a few tears streaking down her cheeks from how deep he had gotten in. Harry was still collecting himself and catching his breath, but that didn’t stop him as he swiped two fingers along her chin and the corners of her mouth to clean up any of his residual mess and she glanced up to watch him sink them between his lips before smiling down at her.

“Alright?” He asked and she smiled and nodded.

“Needed that.” She responded hoarsely and he smiled as he then wiped at her tear-stained cheeks with his thumbs. Yeah, he certainly didn’t want to be the first to come tonight, but on the plus side, now that his first orgasm was out of the way he’d be able to last a lot longer when he got inside of her. He quite literally wanted to take her breath away. She had never really talked to him about her past sexual encounters, so he had no idea what they had been like or if he was even a serious contender for best lay ever, but he wanted to be. He wanted to be the best for her, just how she had been then absolute best for him. She hummed as his fingers raked through her hair and then she giggled.

“Are you trying to put me to sleep?” She questioned, a hint of a slur dripped over her voice and he sniggered.

“No, definitely not.” He assured and she blinked up at him lazily.

“Then stop.” She suggested through a giggle and he bit his lip as he ran his hand back and collected as much of her hair as he could before suddenly yanking it back and she gasped at the sudden rough action. Her scalp stung a bit but in a delicious way, it made her even more wet as the sting seemed to travel through her body and give it more warmth.

“What about this? Is this better?” He asked and she smiled up at him with these “fuck me” eyes that never failed to make his heart skip a beat, “Hmmm?” He pressed again and she swallowed thickly as she nodded, “Use your words for me, baby.” He ordered, it wasn’t as demanding as it was teasing and it made her melt when he got like this.

“Yes, daddy.” She responded lowly and he smirked.

She was perfect, everything he had ever dreamed of, and she was about to make him break the record for shortest refractory period ever - he already felt the blood starting to rush through his body and focusing around his groin. Everything about her lit his fire, she ticked off boxes he didn’t even know existed before and he loved that she was a mixed bag of prizes only, everything about her was good. She was certainly a little younger than he would typically go for, but that was just it, he never intended on going for her, she was just there. The universe, fate, god, whatever was out there…it had gifted Y/N to him and he couldn’t get over how lucky he was.

“You’re so fucking perfect, you know that?” He asked and she smiled softly at him, “Such a good girl for me.” He hummed as his eyes scanned over her pretty face and stretched out neck, he wanted to suck and bite at it. He needed to get her naked now. Suddenly she was squinting as she looked at his right hand and he looked to her in confusion as she reached for it and he gave it to her as he released her hair and she smiled down upon noticing his birth mark over his right wrist and then she looked up at his eyes, still smiling before she kissed it and he had to bite down on his lip to not smile so hard, but his heart was pounding hard in his chest.

“It’s cute.” She said and he grinned bashfully.

“Do you have one?” He asked her and she nodded as she stood up and extended her left forearm to him and he saw just a slightly darker little splotch on her skin.

“S’really small though.” She said and he hummed and kissed it too, which had her body also swimming with excitement and endearment towards him.

“So that just means it’s cuter.” He said as he kissed over it again and then down her wrist and to her open palm. His eyes glanced up to hers as he did it again and she smiled at the slight tickles as her fingers from her right hand busied themselves with his hair. He kissed at her palm again, all while looking into her eyes, “You’ve got me, ” kiss, “Right.” kiss, “Here.” kiss. He hummed and she felt like the blood in her veins had been replaced with that popping candy. Every part of her was tingling and her stomach was swirling with the most pleasant mix of joy and adoration, her skin was covered in goosebumps as their eyes bore into each other’s for what felt like the millionth meaningful time that night and it made her heart continue to grow in size, he made it hard to breathe. Before she could even say anything he flipped her hand and kissed the top of it, “Can I finish undressing you?” He asked her and she nodded.

“Yes.” She barely got out and he smiled as he stood and pulled off of the shirt she had on, skimming down her stomach before reaching the hem and pulling it off, and then she was just in her underwear and he was looking over her body with a lethal mix of adoration and lust. It made her feel gorgeous and special and it was addicting, the way he looked at her took her breath away.

Harry’s hands slid around her waist and them up towards the clasp of her bra and he snapped it undone quickly before sliding it off her body and tossing it onto the bedside table, then his fingers reached back down to roll down her tights and her thong together. The lower they got, the lower he went… he kissed down her stomach and then her hips, her thighs, her knees…and when he got to her ankles he had her balance herself on his shoulder as he got it all the way down and kissed her ankle as he took the tights off, and he did the same to get it off of her other leg. His big, warm hands ran up the back of her legs as he pressed his face against her vuvla, kissing her and taking in her scent, he was obsessed with it. He kneaded at her ass and then landed a few smacks on it, making her gasp as the sharp stings left on her skin before he rubbed it over.

“More please…” She requested breathily as her head rolled back and he grinned and landed a few more smacks before roughly kneading at her ass to ease the pain a little. Her skin was littered in goosebumps afterwards and it drove him absolutely crazy, maybe next time she’d let him spank her little cunt; if she liked this, the latter would have her dripping wet for him - well, more than she probably was now.

“C’mon, want you to sit on my face, baby.” He said lowly and she obliged as he laid down against the pillows at the head of the bed and she followed, kneeling over him and giving him a moment to get comfortable before she started to lower herself. She bit her lip to suppress her smirk as she glanced down to his mouth already open, tongue out and ready to get a taste. She didn’t prolong his torture and just had a seat and he moaned in pleasure as soon as his tongue wedged itself deep against her folds. This caused her to tangle her hands in his hair as she ground down along with his movements. It couldn’t have been more than three minutes before she was steadying herself on the headboard, crying out as she unexpectedly got washed out by an orgasm. She was trembling above him as he moaned against her sensitive pussy, his licks and sucks slowed down as he eased her off of it, but he wasn’t done yet, he needed more. So when she had come down enough he helped her lay down and he made out with her for a bit before he went back down and got his mouth back onto her pussy.

He was slower this time, tickling her clit with the tip of his tongue before started to kiss at her gently, his tongue rolled out before he’d pucker up and kiss at her throbbing little bud and all she could do was fall back and enjoy as he took his sweet time to make her feel good. And this was something he was exceptional at, he used his entire mouth to get her off, she had never experienced anything like it. It caused a chill to rack through her body as she held her legs open for him and gave him room to do his thing. His warm and heavy tongue gave her consistent and heavy licks as he swirled around her little button deliciously. He then extended the range of his tongue, licking from lower down and laving up to her clit again, over and over as she moaned and whimpered. For him, his lips sometimes closed to suck and it drove her up the wall.

“Mmmmmgod, you’re so good at that…” she mewled dramatically as he started to go faster and licked from her entrance up to her clit, “Oh god!” She gasped when he started to flick his tongue side to side until her walls were tightening up impossibly and the he started to slow down again, still continuing to use his mouth on every part of her sopping pussy. She started losing control of her hips, bucking them up slightly, eager for more as he orgasm started to approach once again, “I’m so close, baby! So close!” She moaned out. This only encouraged him as he reached to her cunt and used his index and middle finger to spread her open and expose her clit and he started to really focus his licks from her little hole to her clit and he made her writher beneath him as the muscled in her stomach started to tighten to the point of pain, but it just felt too good. Especially when the tip of his tongue dipped into her entrance over and over, the nerves there were so sensitive that it started to make her back arch.

“Mmmm, come for me.” He muttered against her and she immediately let go. His licking intensified as he worked her through her orgasm, he managed to pull another little one out of her when he flicked at her clit and swirled his tongue around over and over until she was digging her fingers into his hair and shaking.

“Please… please…” she panted tiredly and he hummed, pulling back for a second before kissing at her gently a couple times before pulling away completely and helping her legs back down onto the mattress. She was still quivering with the aftershocks as his hands smoothed up her legs. He kissed at her knees before settling his body over hers and connecting their lips together. His erection was at full size again as he lowered his hips against hers she whimpered into his mouth.

“Sensitive?” He asked and she nodded, her vision still blurry from her last few orgasms, “Just let me know if you want me to grab the condoms. Or if you’re spent we can just have a warm bath.” He said and she reached around his neck and connected their lips and shook her head.

“If I don’t want to use a condom?” She asked and he moaned as he kissed her deeply.

“Right, your implant.” He said and she nodded, “We don’t have to, but I just want you to know that I don’t expect it just because you’re on birth control.” He said and she nodded.

“Thank you, baby. I do want to feel you if that’s alright.” She said quietly.

“It’s alright.” He assured and he moaned quietly as he felt her hips adjusting, his cock sliding around and making her tingle, “Want it inside?” He asked and she nodded.

“Please. Want to feel it inside.” She was well aware that he had done nothing to stretch her out for him, he had told her he wanted his cock to open her up and she was just fine with that, she was turned on enough for things to go smoothly. He adjusted himself so that the tip of his cock was sliding down to her entrance, he was gently pushing against it, wanting to make her body open up all on it’s own for him. She was so sensitive there and moaning as she felt him right up against her.

“C’mon baby, take it. Relax for me.” He hummed and she nodded, exhaling shakily and realizing her body as he pressed against her again and they both moaned as his tip sunk into her wet and tight pussy, “Fuck.” He groaned lowly, she was so tight and hot around him as he started to sink in deeper, her walls opened up as he spread her open, moaning against her mouth at the feeling of her pussy swallowing his cock and drawing it in deeper and deeper. She hitched her legs up against his hips to allow him to get in all the way and they both sighed as he bottomed out. He ground against her and her eyes rolled back as her nails raked down his back and he hissed at the sting.

“Move. Please move.” She requested and he nodded as he started to thrust slowly at first, watching her body react to his, he was trying not to get lost in the feeling of it all. Her hips moved along with him and when her walls would flutter around his cock it felt like he wouldn’t be able to hold out.

“Mmmm, you feel amazing, baby.” He moaned against her mouth.

“You too, you’re so deep.” She whimpered and he grinned as he shifted a bit and her brows creased as her mouth fell open in shock as he nudged into her g-spot, “Oh fuuuuck, right there!” She praised as her eyes rolled back.

“Yeah, baby? Feel’s good?” He asked, voice breathy from his actions as his hips snapped into her over and over again in deep and intentional plunges.

“Yes, you feel so good!” She whimpered as just feeling him there started getting her close to her climax at an alarming rate.

“Rub your little clit for me, baby.” He panted and she did as he told her, her fingers passed over her swollen little bud over and over, it was nearly making her eyes cross with both of their actions combined.

They were both struggling to breathe as the pleasure they felt started to overcome their bodies. Their eyes were locked on each other’s as they moaned and breathed each other’s air, bodies warm and damp from sweat as they worked hard to make each other come undone. Y/N wasn’t only reeling from the feeling of him deep inside, but as her free hand ran over his warm and toned body. He was built to perfection and it made her hot all over. He started going harder and faster and her legs started to shake around him as her abs tensed up.

“Fuck, can feel you squeezing me…” he groaned, “Come for me, give it to me, baby.” Harry panted, his brows creased as her tightening walls brought him even closer to the edge than before.

He couldn’t hold on anymore, his body was just on the brink and he couldn’t hold off from it. Just then. Y/N cried out as she started to flutter around his cock. Her back arched and her eyes blurred over with tears as she started to wither over his cock. His thrusts were relentless as he chased his own orgasm and it was spurring on her own for even longer. She rubbed at her clit faster and faster until she gasped upon feeling the first gush of her cum squirting from her body. It covered her in goosebumps and her ears started ringing at the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body and sending each and every nerve ending in her body into overdrive. She writhed beneath Harry and swallowed down his grunts as he thrust harder and deeper than before, making her gasp as he spilled his load inside of her. She could feel his warmth filling her up deliciously. Pump after pump of it made her all warm and even more sticky than before. He moaned as he looked down between their body to see her leaking her and his cum as he continued thrusting slower now to ride it out until he finally kissed her again and slowly rolled his hips to a stop. They were hardly breathing properly, but he didn’t care as he smiled against her mouth and tangled his fingers in her hair.

“So fucking perfect. You’re so fucking perfect.” He mumbled to her lovingly before kissing all over her face. Her ears were still slightly ringing from the intensity of it all and all she craved now was to be completely enveloped in his warmth.

“This was perfect, thank you.” She whispered and he chuckled breathily.

“No, thank you, baby. For letting me in like that.” He whispered and she swallowed the lump of nerves that was lodged in her throat, but she couldn’t hold back anymore, not when they were looking at each other the way they were right now, the way they had been over and over throughout the night…

“Harry.”

“Yes, baby?” He asked with a small smile and she swallowed thickly.

“I-I love you.” She said in a small and timid voice and she worried for a moment when he didn’t respond verbally, but soon his lips were gently connecting to hers and their eyes fluttered closed as the kiss continued before he took a breath and his forehead pressed to hers.

“I love you too.” He whispered, “I love you too.” He repeated with a smile.

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Unavailable - Part 3 **

Y/N has been living with Harry for a bit and it's getting harder for them to control their feelings for each other.

READ PART 1 & PART 2 FIRST!

Warnings: Sex, oral (f receiving). Also, please keep in mind that in this AU at some point Harry was Y/N's therapist and this kind of relationship with a therapist is completely illegal and inappropriate and you should never try and hit on your therapist or stay with a therapist who hits on you (from a future therapist haha)! There's also a wee bit of angst if you squint real hard.

WC: 10.4K

It had been several months since Y/N had moved in with Harry and things had been great to put it simply. The very next day of her arrival they talked about how this arrangement would work and she assured him that she didn’t want to invade his home for a long time, but he let her know that he hoped she would take her time to get on her feet so that she would have some stability once she was able to leave his place. With that in mind she started job hunting for something that paid better. Thankfully she was able to find a better job that was closer to his place with better pay, better hours, and better benefits. It finally felt like things were going to start looking up and for once she started to consider that maybe life could be really good. The only crappy thing she had experiences while being at his place was spending the holidays alone. Y/N had tried to reach out to her mother on Thanksgiving and she never got a response and close to Christmas the manager from the bar she used to work at reached out to her because her “Uncle Chris” had come around several times asking for a forwarding address for her because her mother couldn’t get in touch with her. Y/N instructed them not to give him any information about her under any circumstance, but she knew it was just a ploy of his to get her to call him, she had blocked his number and filtered his email as spam, she was sure that he had tried getting in touch with her but she was far beyond being manipulated by his antics ever again.

The holidays were lonely and cold. She mostly slept on the actual days as she was not working and then got back to her schedule as soon as the festive days were done. Harry wouldn’t be coming back until the 8th so she would need to endure the solitude for a bit longer. This particular day seemed to be dragging on and as she briefly looked through TikTok on her break a great majority of the posts were about wellness or fitness and she took that as her sign to go to the gym after work.

She and Harry liked to take walks in the evenings but as soon as it started cooling down he would drag her to the gym with him instead - he even added her to his membership. And while he would go off and do his thing she would do her half-assed exercises before sitting in the sauna with him for a while. It was amusing to go to the gym with Harry; Y/N very quickly noticed that most of the girls at the gym would ogle him. He seemed to be everyone’s gym crush. She also started to notice that when these women would see him make his way towards her they would shoot her odd or jealous looks and she would always tell him and he’d make a full on show of grabbing her hand or hugging her close with a very mischievous smirk. It was a fun little game they played and she would definitely miss it at her session today.

Other than those playful interactions things had stayed extremely platonic between the two. There was obvious tension at times, but they never acted on it with each other at least. That had been her biggest concern with staying with him, but he was very respectful of her space which was so wonderful of him and she didn’t intend on getting tangled up with him while she healed from all the crap in her life. Sure, if they hooked up it seemed like an ideal situation for them if they wanted consistency, but that also meant that things could get complicated quickly and fall apart and she really didn’t want that to happen with him.

*************

Y/N was not feeling tired after her session at the gym today, if anything she felt more energized, maybe it was because she skipped out on the sauna, but she didn’t feel comfortable going in without Harry. It was always full of dudes who were less than discrete when they looked over her, but they were a lot less ballsy with Harry around. Either way, she was making her way past the reception desk when someone’s voice caught her attention.

“Hey, where’s your boyfriend?” She didn’t think it was directed towards her but then she heard more specificity, “I’m talking to you in the pink shirt!” The voice said and she stopped and turned around and was met with quite a handsome looking guy behind the desk who was offering her a smile.

“Are you talking to me?” She asked pointing to herself and he chuckled.

“Yes, I don’t see anyone else in a pink shirt.” He said with a friendly smile and she giggled.

“True.” She pointed out as she approached the desk.

“I was just wondering about your man because he usually comes in religiously and I haven’t seen either of you over the last few weeks.” He explained.

“Oh yeah, well just to clarify he’s not my man, which is why I didn’t respond to the boyfriend thing.” She informed with a flirty smile, “And he hasn’t come in because he went home to England for the holidays.” She explained and he hummed in understanding.

“And what’s your excuse?” He asked with a teasing grin and she narrowed her eyes playfully at him and then read over his name tag that said Aaron.

“Well Aaron, if you must know, I hate working out and my roommate bribes me with Chipotle for dinner if I join him.” Y/N explained and this made Aaron laugh and she giggled at his reaction.

“I see. So why did you come in today? Did you bribe yourself with Chipotle?” He teased with a smirk and she giggled.

“Actually, my TikTok feed was showing me fitness videos for like ten videos straight and I took it as a sign from the universe to not waste away my evening.” She confessed and he laughed again, she liked that he found her funny and he was cute and his laugh was also nice, it made her giggle along with him.

“You’re funny and I’m glad you decided to come in.” He said flirtatiously but in a very subtle way and she smiled and nodded.

“Thank you, me too.”

“Well maybe I’ll see you around if you come in again, this time is usually towards the end of my shift.” He informed her and she bit her lip to suppress her smile and nodded.

“Yeah, maybe.” She said as she started to step back to leave.

“What’s your name?” He asked her before she turned around fully to head out.

“Y/N.” She disclosed and he smiled.

“Very cute, it suits you.” He flirted and she grinned.

“Thank you, Aaron.” She responded and he grinned.

“I’ll see you around. Have a good night.”

“You too!” She smiled and then turned around and left.

She felt a bit giddy at this guy’s attention towards her even more so when she realized that he was probably the most age-appropriate man she had flirted with in a really long time, her one hit wonder with Harry didn’t count because it should never have happened; in fact she was kind of grateful for the way things went down with Harry because it felt like the proper goodbye to her old and fucked up ways, it was quite poetic really. And as hot and attractive as she continued to find him, getting involved with him now was just not a good call and now she was even able to flirt with other guys. She could just feel it in her bones that things were about to take turn for the better, this was going to be her year.

Regardless of her slight disdain towards exercising and gyms she found herself stepping into the gym at the 7:30pm hour. When she came up to the front desk to sign in she was slightly disappointed that Aaron was not there and she just went on to the elliptical to warm up; the after work crowd was starting to leave, freeing up sufficient equipment for her to take her time and she did and was even glancing around for the first 20 minutes of her time there before giving up on finding Aaron. She was just finishing up her last few reps on the assisted crunches machine and when she leaned back she was peering up to a smiling Aaron and she giggled as she sat herself up through some laughter as he came over to the side of the specialized bench.

“Two days in a row, huh?” He grinned and she shrugged, “Were you bombarded with another blatant sign from the universe?” He teased and she giggled.

“Yeah, something like that.” She responded with a smile.

“What are you doing on this thing the incline is awful? Did you need someone to hold your feet?” He asked with a smile.

“No, I can do a sit up just fine, but the floor is too hard, even with the mats and it makes my tailbone hurt.” She explained, “So I opt for this thing.” She said and he hummed.

“Are you almost done?” He asked and she nodded.

“Just a 10 minute cool down after this last set.”

“Well, would you maybe want to grab a drink at Jamba Juice just a few doors down? My treat?” He asked hopefully and she nibbled on her lip.

“Alright.” She agreed.

“Cool. I’ll meet you up front when you’re done?” He asked and she nodded, “Perfect.” Aaron smiled and soon headed off.

Y/N was actually quite happy as she chatted and joked around with Aaron as they drank their smoothies. She was having a nice time, hearing about his endeavors outside of work and sharing her own hopes and dreams. They exchanged numbers and it was nearly 9:30pm when she started driving home. Y/N was quite distracted thinking about Aaron and his flirtations and his stories and when she keyed her way into the house she screamed as she stubbed her toe on something and then proceeded to trip over it before landing on the ground with a groan. She didn’t recall leaving anything out of place and was shocked when suddenly the lights came on and she was met with a frowning and just woken up Harry.

“What’re you doing here?” She asked as she sat up and he came over slowly.

“Fuck, are you alright?” He asked instead, crouching down to her and she nodded.

“S’just my toe.” She assured him.

“I didn’t think they were too in the way.” He said of his two suitcases.

“It’s alright. When did you get in?”

“Around 7:30. Where’ve you been? Did you work late?” He asked as he helped her stand.

“I was at the gym.” She said and he looked quite shocked at this and she rolled her eyes.

“There were signs I couldn’t ignore.” She mumbled and he smiled, “Welcome back. I’m sorry I woke you.” She apologized and he shook his head.

“It’s fine. I was only asleep like twenty minutes.” He assured her.

“Why’d you come back early?” She asked and he sighed.

“I’ve got an old patient coming back in a couple days. If we have readmits the same clinician should work with them if they’re still there.” He explained and she nodded in understanding, “Gotta prepare for his intake and all that.” He said and Y/N nodded again, recalling her own intake with Harry and feeling weird about it for a second before letting it go.

“OK, well again, welcome back. I’m happy you’re home, I’ve been bored.” She said as she leaned in to hug him and he hugged her back and held her for a few more seconds that just a quick hug hello.

“You were bored…well I missed you.” He said emphatically, “Like I actually did miss you.” He said to her before letting go and she grinned at him.

“Did you now?”

“Yeah, I thought my sister would be as annoying but turns out you’re far more annoying and it’s irreplaceable.” He teased and she rolled her eyes before reaching out to play punch him in the gut, but he caught her hand and stopped it, “I also brought you some stuff back for you to try. Junk, since I know you like that.” He smiled and she laughed softly.

“You’re so considerate.” She said.

“I know.” he hummed smugly before letting her hand go, “Now, I’m gonna get back to bed.”

“You do that, old man.” She teased and he rolled his eyes before heading back towards his room.

Y/N felt really happy that he was back in town, it was true that she was bored without him. Harry always pushed her to try new things and to get out of her comfort zone and she liked that about him. She would fall into this purposeless routine when she was all alone and it was so exhausting and unproductive, so she knew that things would be picking up again in no time.

***********

Harry was due for a long day, he was out of the house shortly after Y/N who left for her shift at the hotel at 6:30am. He had to read this his old client, John’s file again. It had been about two years since his last stint bat New Beginnings. Harry always hoped that his patients would follow his recommendations and choose to use the information and insight he gave them to make better choices for themselves, like Y/N. But Y/N seemed to be an exception to a lot of things.

As soon as she popped into his brain, working on anything else was moot and that seemed to be a pattern for Harry. Since they met she had piqued his interest. He hadn’t ever fully planned on sleeping with Y/N, it had lived in his brain for a long while, but when it finally happened she seemed to be seared in his mind forever after. He couldn’t stop thinking about Y/N; he couldn’t help but worry for her wellbeing, he wanted to call, he wanted to hear her voice, to see her, to hold her. He was so drawn to her and having her around was making him feel happier than he had been in a while.

When he told her the night before that he missed her, Harry hadn’t been lying. He had talked to his mom about Y/N a few times, well about her situation and how he was helping her out. And being with his family, there were moments where he would glance to the side to laugh with her and she wasn’t there and that scared him. Especially when she tried calling him for Christmas, it wasn’t Christmas for him anymore so he wasn’t busy, but it made him feel some kind of way. He felt a bit guilty for not being there with her since he knew that the holidays were really the only times when her mother would make an effort to have things go well between them. He knew how to talk himself down from feeling weird about her wanting to talk and before he could get too far in his head about what she wanted to say, she had texted saying that she didn’t mean to interrupt, she just wanted to wish him and his family a great Christmas and that’s when he came to terms with how much he missed her.

Harry could picture Y/N curled up in bed, too lazy to move until he’d come in and beg her to have a late breakfast with him; if he begged enough she would give in and make him her famous pancakes. He could picture her making pancakes while he made them an exceptional cup of coffee before they curled up on the couch to watch Christmas movies all day.

Harry smiled as he remembered his thoughts over the holidays. Yeah he was sad that his time with his family got cut short by a day or two, but duty calls and his physical house felt a lot more like a home with Y/N around. He got a bit distracted with all that, but he soon put his head down and got to work.

***********

Y/N was on her break and just heating up her lunch in the staff room when her phone started ringing and she hurried to answer it when she saw it was Harry.

“Hello!” She chirped happily and Harry smiled at hearing her voice after dedicating a lot of his time thinking about her.

“Hey. Are you up for the gym today or should we skip it?” He asked.

“I’m up for it.” She responded with a small smile.

“Who are you and what’ve you done with my Y/N?” He asked and she bit her lip to suppress her smile as his words processed. He had said “his Y/N”, hadn’t he? It made a swarm of butterflies flutter through her tummy as she stammered a couple times trying to come up with a response.

“I-it’s me. I j-just I don’t know. I’m not gonna fu-fuss as much as before, you know?” She said and he grinned. He felt quite pleased with himself that he had flustered her.

“Won’t need to coerce you into it with Chipotle anymore?” He teased and she giggled.

“I never said that.” She responded with a grin as well and he chuckled.

“That’s true…” he smirked, “So gym and then chipotle.” He confirmed.

“Yeah, sounds great.” She responded, “I’ll catch you later, OK?”

“Perfect, see you at home.” He said and hung up.

***********

Y/N and Harry got changed rather fast before heading off to the gym. Harry hadn’t missed how put together she looked today. Usually she wore a baggy old t-shirt with leggings or bike shorts, but today her set matched and he didn’t say anything about it, but he did check her out and he couldn’t help but smile thinking about her possibly wanting to look nice for him. They were making their way to the entrance when she stopped suddenly.

“What’s wrong?” He asked and she shook her head.

“Forgot my AirPods in your cup holder, can I have your keys?”

“Yeah, here.” He said reaching into the pocket of his tote, “I’ll wait for you here.” He smiled.

“Oh, no it’s OK you can head inside.” She said and rushed off to the car and despite her telling him to go ahead he waited outside of the door for her until she was back and she looked a little skittish.

“You alright?” He asked with slight concern and she nodded.

“Yeah. It’s cold, lets ummm, get inside.” She said and he opened up the door for her and they headed inside. As soon as they walked inside Harry noticed the guy working at the desk looking over Y/N and it made him feel a bit protective.

“Nice fit.” He said as they walked up to the counter to sign in. Harry opened his mouth about to check this guy and he stayed quiet when he heard Y/N speak up.

“Oh thanks, Aaron.” She smiled timidly at the guy and as he looked at her he could’ve sworn that she was blushing.

“And the roomie’s back!” He said with a friendly smile and Y/N nodded before looking to Harry who was looking a bit perplexed, “Welcome back!” Aaron said to Harry, who just nodded as he looked over this young fit guy.

“Ummm thanks.”

“Yeah, of course! Alright, you guys can go ahead and scan in now.” He said and they both scanned the barcode on their phones before heading further past the desk.

“Are you gonna start with a jog today?” Harry asked Y/N who hadn’t answered and when he glanced to his side she wasn’t there, but he did see her leaning on the counter chatting with Aaron and he felt his stomach start to knot up in a sickening way. He felt a lump forming in his throat as she smiled at whatever he was saying to her, very clearly flirting with her and she was flirting back. He sighed and headed into the locker room with a huff before putting his things away and heading out to one of the treadmills and she was still there. He started his music and started to run, trying to keep whatever was going on there out of his mind and he sort of blacked out after that. He was completely lost in his head, he was thinking so many things and he wasn’t sure what was going on around him, just how he wanted until he felt some taps on his shoulder and he popped his earphone out and hopping his feet off to the sides of the treadmill and glancing over to see Y/N there.

“What’s up?” He asked and she shook her head.

“Nothing, I was just wondering if you’re going to be doing anything else? You’ve been running for twenty minutes.” She informed and he felt a bit shocked as she relayed this information.

“Ummm, not today. The plane ride was bad on bad on my back, don’t want to overwork it, just gonna do cardio.” He said lowly and she nodded.

“OK, I’m gonna go to the leg machines, OK?” She informed, “Just over there.” She said pointing to the area and he looked over and saw Aaron, the guy from the front desk, wiping down machines nearby and again, he felt his heart crumble up in his chest but he nodded.

“Yeah, fine.” He said curtly and popped his AirPod back in before she could say anything else.

Y/N was feeling perplexed at Harry’s attitude, he had seemed fine…well now that she thought of it he had been a bit quiet since he came home. Maybe he’d had a bad day, she knew that he would be working with a previous patient, maybe it had been hard on him, that case. And as she walked over to the machines she wondered if maybe it was someone he had been with, the way he had been with her. She quickly shook herself from thinking that and got on the machine, doing very light weight as she and Aaron chatted as he cleaned around the area she was at.

“I was wondering if you wanted to go grab food after this?” He ended up asking and she nibbled on her lip as she nodded.

“Yeah, sure. I came with Harry though-”

“I can drop you off at home after.” He said and she nodded.

“Yeah, alright.” She agreed, “Let me go have a quick chat with Harry. I think he had a bit of a day at work.” She explained and Aaron frowned.

“Oh.” He said and she nodded.

“Yeah, might be good for him to have a bit of space. I can be a bit much at times.” She said and he frowned.

“Has he said that to you?” Aaron asked in slight offense and her eyes went wide and she shook her head.

“Oh no, never!” She assured, “Just some ummm…something I’ve heard before. I guess, I just assumed he’d think the same thing.” She shrugged, suddenly feeling so embarrassed for unknowingly revealing how damaged she still was deep down.

“I was about to say, you shouldn’t be living with someone who talks to you like that.” He explained and she giggled as she thought about how that had literally been her entire life up until she was living with Harry, “I’m no expert or anything but he might need you. You’re friends, sometimes we need friends on bad days and sometimes we need space. If it’s one of those ‘need a friend’ kind of day then we can do dinner another day.” He assured and Y/N smiled.

“That’s sweet of you, thanks. I’ll go check on him.” She said and went off. Harry had been watching this entire exchange as they spoke and it made his stomach twist and ache with jealousy. It was hard to watch and when she started coming over towards him he knew that it wasn’t just to see if he was done. He pulled out his earphones as she walked up to him. “You alright?” She asked him with a small frown and he nodded quickly.

“It was just a long day.” He said and she nodded in understanding.

“I can see that.” She said and he sighed, “Well ummm, I-if you’re tired Aaron asked me if I wanted to grab dinner with him?” She asked and he felt his heart sink, “Said he could drop me off at home afterwards.”

“Oh ummm…yeah, that’s fine.” He said lowly.

“If you don’t feel like being alone I can totally tell him tonight’s not a good night.” She said and he shook his head.

“I’m fine.” He assured and she looked in his eyes for a few moments.

“OK, I’ll tell him another night.” She said and walked off and he ran after her. He didn’t want to ruin her plans because he had no idea what he would say when she asked about his day because it had been an absolutely peach of a day until he saw her flirting back with this gym guy. Harry had seen him before and he was always nice, but this was something else - it wasn’t very professional of him.

“Wait, no Y/N!” He hurried after her, “Please go eat with your… friend.” He said stiffly.

“Harry, you’re my friend too and if you need me to be with you tonight-” she said and then shook her head when he giggled a bit, “You know what I meant.” She said pointedly, “I care about you and I want to be there for you if you want that.” She said and he bit his lip, “We can get the Chipotle to go? And we can even get frozen yogurt.” She suggested with a small smile.

“Share one?” He asked and she nodded.

“Yeah, on me. Both the food and dessert.” She added in and he finally smiled and it made her heart feel all full and happy again.

“Yeah, alright.” He hummed, trying not to give away how happy he felt right now.

“Are you done then?”

“Yeah, I’m done for today.” He said and she nodded.

“OK, I’ll go let Aaron know.” She assured and hurried off. He watched from afar as she broke the news to him and he didn’t seem let down in the slightest. He just nodded with a smile and they hugged for a few moments before he also waved at Harry from afar who just nodded quickly before Y/N was back at his side and they were heading to the locker rooms to grab their things before heading off.

When they got home they both settled onto the ground in front of the couch and Harry put on a film, What a Girl Wants actually, per Y/N’s request and he honored it since she had paid for dinner and dessert. They ate while watching the film, but when she got up to throw away their bowls and grab the fro-yo container from the freezer he knew that she’d be back with questions.

“Here you are.” She said as she handed him the spoon and then scooted into the spot on the rug beside him before opening it up and letting him have the first scoop of it and then she went for a scoop.

“Can never go wrong with plain tart.” He hummed and she smiled and nodded in agreement.

“So do you want to talk about what happened today?” She asked and he sighed, “I know you can’t like…go into details but ummm, I can just listen.” She said and he sighed. He wanted to sort of get this off his chest but he needed to be vague and not make her suspicious of what he had been feeling since she clearly was interested in someone else now.

“It wasn’t all that bad, I just got in my head.” He said and she nodded in understanding, “Like sometimes being a therapist is really hard because there are just some patients that sort of…worm their way into your heart.” He explained and as he said this she felt a little pinch of jealously in her chest but nodded regardless in understanding.

“Yeah, I can see how that can happen.”

“Yeah and it’s hard sometimes to cope with those feelings. When you’ve crossed that line sometimes it’s hard to not cross it again.” He said and she swallowed thickly and nodded.

“So this patient…you’ve ummm…” she trailed off and looked down at her lap and he frowned as he understood what she was trying to ask. He quickly set down the fro-yo container and turned to her.

“No.” He said lowly but emphatically, “Hey,” he said as he grabbed her face gently, upturning it towards him, “I’ve never done that before. W-what happened between us was a one time thing a-and I never thought I would do that and I’ve never even thought of doing that again and it never should’ve even happened. It was wrong and-” he paused as he saw the look in her eyes of embarrassment and concern, “That’s not…fuck, I don’t regret it! I enjoyed it, a lot! But I do wish it had been under…other circumstances. Not that you would even want that or me, but if we had met somewhere else or-”

“I get it, Harry.” She interrupted with a small smile and he sighed in relief.

“Good. I’ve never slept with another patient, I swear.” He said again.

“Geez. I don’t know if I should be proud or ashamed of being the person who led you to tarnishing your impeccable professional integrity.” She mumbled and he chuckled and reached for her hand.

“It wasn’t your fault. Not in the slightest.” He shook his head, “I wanted you. Badly. I was selfish and I wasn’t thinking about you or your wellbeing in that moment and I suppose\ that’s why I feel it was wrong. Sometimes I wonder if I…took advantage of your trust in me and I…hate that.” He frowned and she shook her head and squeezed his hand that was holding hers.

“You didn’t. I wanted you too, from the very start I was attracted to you and I toyed around with the idea the first couple days, but I ummm…I wanted to actually put effort into working on myself and my issues and I decided that for once focusing on a guy and getting him to like me wasn’t the priority.” She explained and he nodded along, “I ummm…I was shocked when even after getting to hear all of the fucked up-ness that I came with you still…wanted me.” She said, “And that’s why I ummm…let it happen. I knew you would’ve stopped if I properly asked and I ummm, didn’t want to, so you’re fine.” She assured.

“Well it’s good to know I didn’t make you feel pressured or something.” He said and she smiled.

“So, this patient…?” She asked and well, the patient he had been talking about this entire time was her, but he supposed he should talk about the patient she thought he was talking about from the start, John.

“Well, like I said the other day, they’ve been in and out a few times and I just get a little too invested. Could’ve sworn we had a breakthrough when he was last in and I kinda hoped it was the last time I’d see him there.” He explained, “Makes me feel like maybe I’m not doing a good job, but then again I realize that we make our choices ourselves and there’s people like him who can’t help themselves but stick to what they know and then there’s people like you who don’t want stay stuck in what they know so they just…take it all in and use it. And I feel happy that I was able to help.”

“You did. I swear it, Harry, you saved my life.” She said and he smiled as she let her thumb run over his knuckles, “Are you feeling better?” She asked.

“Definitely.” He assured and just before she pulled her hand away he brought his other hand over, to hold her smaller hand between his own, “So this guy from the gym.” He brought it up though he didn’t want to and that there was why… she giggled bashfully at the mention of him.

“Aaron. Ummm, we’re cool.” She shrugged, “He’s cute and sweet. It was actually his idea that I ummm, spend some time with you one on one if that’s what you needed. Not that I didn’t want to be here for you!” She added in quickly, “But I was thinking of giving you space instead. It’s mostly because that’s what I was most commonly asked for in the past by others so I just assumed you’d want the same thing.” She explained and he hummed.

“I would tell you if I needed space from you. I promise.” He said and she nodded in understanding, “So you and this Aaron?”

“We actually got to talking a few days ago. He had wondered where you were when I started coming in alone.” She explained, “He thought you were my boyfriend.” She said with a giggle and Harry bit his lip, he didn’t know why this was amusing. Maybe it was to her since she was not interested in him that way.

“Well, I supposed that’s not a difficult deduction to make. We always show up together and we’re warding gym creeps away from each other.” He explained.

“Yeah…” she hummed with a smile.

“You looked very pretty today. Was that for him?” He asked with a slight lump in his throat and she giggled quietly.

“No…and a little bit yes.” She confessed and he smiled despite the hurt in his heart.

“A little bit yes…” he repeated before looking into her eyes.

“Yeah, it’s just…he’s attractive. My age, so appropriate. and he was flirting with me. No one has really flirted with me in a while and I just-”

“Oh, is that so?” He asked with a grin and she rolled her eyes playfully.

“You don’t count.” She said and that hurt him more than he thought it would.

“And why not?” He asked and she sighed.

“Because Harry… then I’m gonna develop a crush on you and that would suck because I’m not nearly good enough for you!” She said, “And I don’t want to get all hopeful over something that can never happen.” She said in exasperation.

“I think I can decide who is good enough for me and who isn’t, Y/N. And quite frankly if anything I’ve done has given you hope it was completely intentional.” He said and her eyes widened in shock, “I care about you. More than I ought to, from the start. Every day after you left I was thinking about you. I wanted to call or know how I could help. I thought you hadn’t called because you regretted what happened or just chose to forget about me.” He explained and she shook her head.

“I just didn’t want to drag you into my mess.” She explained and he chuckled.

“Your life is not a mess, Y/N and I don’t see you as a charity case or anything like that. I genuinely care for you, Y/N. I’ve enjoyed having you here the last few months and I don’t want you to feel bad if you don’t feel the same way I do about all of this. I know that you’re trying to get back on your feet and the last thing you need is another layer of complication to what you’re dealing with-”

“No Harry, you’re wonderful and I couldn’t have asked for a better situation to be in. For the first time in my life I feel like everything’s right and like I’m happy.” She confessed, “I’m so happy being here with you.” She assured and he smiled, “And I’m not going to lie. I am worried about complicating things a bit since we are living together right now but I do care about you so much and I try and hold back how much I care for that very reason an-” Y/N was cut off as he grabbed her face in his hands gently and kissed her lips tenderly.

It felt so amazing to have their lips meet again. They’d each been dreaming about it since the day after she had moved in. He had kissed her then, but he told himself it happened in a bout of passion, he couldn’t just pursue her how he wanted to, he told himself he would take things as slowly as possible.

“That guy, Aaron, do you like him?” He asked and she sighed.

“Of course, but it’s more of a mild crush it’s nothing compared to how I-” she cut herself off and he smiled as he leaned back in and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers.

“Compared to what?” He asked quietly, trying his best to hold back his grin, “Tell me, baby.” He coaxed her gently. Y/N felt like her entire body was on fire at Harry’s words and proximity, she swore that her heart was hammering in her throat.

“Compared to how I feel about you.” She finally said in a small voice and he smiled even wider as she felt her face heat up with the blood rushing up to it.

“Oh…” he responded and she rolled her eyes playfully, “And how exactly do you feel about me?” He asked, puling her onto his lap and she giggled.

“You first. I already confessed something.” She said and he chuckled.

“OK, that’s fair.” Harry smiled, “I like that despite everything that you’ve been through, your heart is still so open and full of care and love. I like that you’re lazy-” she scoffed and he giggled, “let me finish, yeah?” She nodded as he continued, “it reminds me to slow down and enjoy the little things. I like the way your hair is now, it looks really pretty when it’s down-”

“My balayage is all grown out!” She laughed and he shrugged with a little smile.

“It just means you’ve come a long way.” He said and that made her smile drop into a pout of endearment as she felt her eyes welling up, “I like how happy I feel around you too. You’ve made this home away from home.” He said, “I like your pancakes, I need the recipe, you do something to them, I just know it.” He insisted and she giggled as she sniffled away the urge to cry, “I like how you make fun of my accent,” He said and she giggled again, “and how you quote films and shows in everyday conversation, I like how much you’ve been smiling recently, I like how willing you are to being the best version of yourself, makes me want to do the same. I like it when you say my name and when you hug me when I get home from work…I just like having you around, Y/N.” He finished simply and she leaned in and kissed him deeply it knocked him back a bit, but he managed to keep them upright as they kissed again and then parted with a soft smack.

“Wait, so what does this mean for us?” She asked and he hummed as he looked down to where her hands were on his chest and he grabbed one of them, interlacing their fingers before he glanced up into her eyes.

“I would like to be with you whenever you’re ready to take that step.” He said softly.

“I’m ready now.” She giggled and he did as well.

“Eager.” He hummed and she shrugged, “I do need to tell you this though, in the state of California a clinician isn’t allowed to engage in any type of romantic affair with a previous client until after 5 years after completion of treatment. It’s in the code of conduct.” He explained.

“Oh shit.” She exclaimed and he nodded.

“Obviously, I’m not going to make you wait 5 years for me and I don’t want to do that either but ummm… we will need to lay low for a while, you know? I love my job and I don’t want to lose my license and I also don’t want to get you into any trouble. I never told anyone what happened between us before, so in terms of that and like my personal life, that should be OK. But like when it comes to my co-workers and being together anywhere near to where I work we just need to not look like a couple. It’s one of the reasons I live so far from the facility, I wanted to make sure that there’s not too much bleeding of my personal life into my professional life.” He explained and she nodded.

“Yeah, I understand that and I don’t take offense to that.” She assured him, “I get it and you’re great at your job. I would hate for you to lose that on account of me.” She explained, “And well, as much as I want to move forward with you I think I also need to continue working on myself. Now that I have insurance I actually started looking for a new therapist to keep working through things with. We can take it really slow, you know? I want to be able to move out too, not that I don’t like being here with you, I love it! But I also know that if our relationship continues to evolve it’ll be important to have our own spaces while we get acclimated to that.” She said and he nodded.

“I agree. Research on cohabitation does not show a favorable outcome for relationship longevity.” He said and she giggled.

“Such a nerd.” She whispered as she leaned in to his lips and he grinned.

“You love it.” He hummed as he leaned in as well.

“That I do.” She smiled before connecting their lips slowly. She took her time feeling his lips on her own, loving how warm and soft they were as they connected against hers. She could feel him squeezing her fingers in his grip and her free hand came up around his neck. He hummed as she accidentally dragged her center over his, he was getting hard and she did it again, deliberately this time and she inhaled sharply as this movement in particular caused some friction to her clit. Harry felt like fire was running through his veins, he wanted her so bad. The last time they had sex it had been kinky and rough, but he wanted to love on her now. Make her feel good and cared for even if he knew he wouldn’t be lasting too long, there was no way he would. Like her, he hadn’t had sex with anyone since her - that was a long time for him.

“What happened to taking it super slow?” He teased and she sucked his bottom lip between her own a few times before responding.

“We don’t have to do anything past this.” She reasoned, “Unless you want to.” She added in as she pulled back to properly look into his eyes.

“Do you want to?” He asked and she bit her lip coyly, which made him smirk, which then caused her to hide her face against his neck and he chuckled as he ran his free hand up and down her back, “How about we have a shower and then cozy up in bed and watch a movie and we’ll see what happens. Sound good?” He asked.

“Yeah. And we’re showering separately, right?” She asked and he chuckled.

“Yes, unless you want to share, I don’t mind.” He said.

“I’ve never actually showered with anyone so maybe not.” She said and he smiled.

“OK, see you in my room?” He asked and she nodded and with one final kiss they broke apart. Harry assured her he would put away their untouched and melted fro-yo and she headed off to shower in a ball of nerves.

Y/N made sure she was extra thorough, she wanted Harry to smell her shampoo and body wash on her skin. She even went as far as moving up her body scrub routine because she wanted to be extra soft for him. Soon enough she was all done and just blowdrying her hair to a damp consistency because she didn’t want it to be sopping wet. Then she got into some sleeping clothes and wandered into his room, he had left the door open and it sounded like he was just brushing his teeth or something so she turned down the bed and slipped into the side that he clearly did not sleep on and curled up, shivering at the cold temperature of the unused sheets. It was just moments before he was stepping out, still shirtless and it made her blush. Harry liked seeing her in his bed, it did funny things to his tummy.

“Let me just get on a shirt.” He said lowly as he headed towards his dresser.

“I mean, you don’t have to wear one…” she joked and he chuckled.

“I also don’t have to get pneumonia.” He joked back and she rolled her eyes at his dramatics.

Soon enough he was turning off the lights and settling into bed beside her. He switched on the TV and handed her the remote to choose what she wanted. Harry wasn’t all that picky with what he watched, which she appreciated. She was largely into docuseries and those Netflix specials on cults and murderers and he had sat through plenty of them with her, but she would certainly choose something lighter for this occasion. She smiled to herself when he curled into her chest, assuming the position of little spoon. It didn’t take long for her to just put on a rom-com and slide the remote under the end of the pillow so that she could hug her arms around him. She nuzzled her cheek into the top of his head and he pulled her left hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of it.

That was it for a little while, but soon he started to kiss her hand again, and he opened up it up before kissing her palm, which made her giggle as his slight scruff tickled her skin. Then he started kissing her fingertips so gently, but she could hear the smack of his lips and the little smooching sounds as he moved from finger to finger. She really wasn’t expecting it when he nipped at the pad of her middle finger before he slid it into his mouth and sucked. It immediately made her go hot all over and she bit her lip as she felt the smooth texture of his warm tongue against her finger. She had done this before, but it had never been done to her but now she understood why guys liked that so much. He skimmed the length of it with his teeth as he drew his mouth up her finger to let it go and it made her breath hitch as he pulled off. Seconds later he was taking two of her fingers between his lips, humming around her digits before popping off and turning around quickly. He settled himself over her body and kissed her fervently, it took her breath away as his tongue dipped into her mouth and rolled against hers. His hips were grinding into hers, letting her feel how hard he was for her and it was making her wetter for him by the second.

“Can I go down on you?” He mumbled against her mouth and Y/N hummed and nodded.

“Yeah, please.” She panted and he immediately started kissing down her jaw, to her neck, then her throat, and down her sternum. He sat up and tugged at her shirt which prompted Y/N to sit up and tear it off before he grabbed at her breast. His warm hands kneaded at her gently and but with purpose as his mouth took turns in suckling at her nipples until she was squirming beneath him and pleading him for more. He mumbled a smug “I’ll get there.” As he kissed down her tummy as his hands ran up her thighs, spreading her legs open so that he could settle comfortably between them. As he pulled down her sweats she lifted her bum and he chuckled when he didn’t see an underwear band, “To be fair I never wear undies to sleep.” She informed him as he made some remark about it.

“Sure, sure…” he teased before he tugged them off all the way and got a good look at her.

Harry’d been dying to get a taste of her since he saw her little pussy all sticky and wet for him. He wasted no time in pushing her legs up, banding them at the knee and delving in. She moaned immediately as he started to tongue through her folds, rubbing and flicking in all the right places. Her fingers wove into his hair, holding his face down to her as he started to suck at her clit. Y/N’s eyes rolled back as she let out a cry as she felt his fingers start to rub over her entrance. She was itching to feel them push into her and start to open her up for his cock.

“So good…” She moaned as he shook his head from side to side, his moans were reverberating through her body, sending waves of pleasure through her stomach and to her limbs. He was so good at this…the way he was making out with her entire pussy was something she had never experienced before. It was so much better than she ever thought it could be. Her tummy was fluttering as she suddenly felt so close to the edge. He’d only been down there five minutes and she already about to come, “I’m close!” She warned and he moaned before he used his fingers to open her up a bit more and really use his tongue on her clit. It was almost too much, it was making her tremble. His warm tongue rubbing over her clit, his stubble ticking her labia and inner thighs, his moans vibrating through her entire body, the sheer delight he was experiencing as he gave her head, it was all coming together beautifully to carry her over the coveted precipice of what is an orgasm, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” She cried as she started to come undone. Her thighs started to close as the tingle started to become too much for her, she was shaking and tugging hard at his hair as Harry worked her through her orgasm. He was living for her moans and her taste and everything that she was in this moment as she came undone on his tongue.

“Oh my god!” She whimpered as he kissed over her entrance before slipping his tongue inside, wagging it a few times and moaning at the taste of her cum. He them worked his way back to her clit, all sensitive and throbbing. He was gentle as he rolled his tongue over it slowly, barely letting her come down before he started to wind her up again.

“Want you to come again.” He mumbled briefly before he brought his fingers to her entrance again, “Can you give me another one, baby?” He asked, glancing up to her briefly and she nodded with a pained look on her face and while their eyes were on each others he sunk his two fingers into her and he watched as her brows creased and her jaw went slack as he curled them up into her spot. So hot and smooth against his finger tips. He smirked at he watched her eyes flutter closed as she moaned out in pleasure as he rubbed into her g-spot, “So fucking wet for me.” He moaned as he heard the wet and squelching sounds of his fingers moving in and out of her entrance.

“Fuuuck…” she mewled, “Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!” She begged and he grinned again before he busied his mouth over her clit again.

She was so fucking perfect, he could do this all day if she’d let him. He could feel her tight, wet walls squeezing around his digits, sucking them in deeper into her. He started using more force, loving how her thighs were threatening to squeeze around his head as the pleasure started to overwhelm her. All he could hear were the wet sounds of his fingers fucking her, the wet slurps of his mouth at her clit, and her steady flow of praises as he brought her to her orgasm once again. He was enamored with the feeling of her orgasm, he couldn’t wait to feel it around his cock. It was driving mad and he kept going and going until her legs were shaking hard and he could hear her begging him to slow down. So he did, he slowly came to a stop, but before he could pull away she was tugging his hair up and guiding him back up to her. Their lips met desperately and she moaned at her taste on his mouth. Her hands were now tugging at his shirt and she broke the kiss for a moment.

“Told you, you didn’t have to wear one.” She grinned and he chuckled as he knelt up and pulled it off of his body and their eyes met for a moment, just a quiet and tender moment before he was letting his body settle over hers again, slower this time. Their noses nudged and their mouths hovered as their breathed each other in, the moment suddenly became so intimate and tender. Y/N could feel her heart swelling inside of her chest, everything she felt started to surface and it made her want to cry with joy because who on earth was she to deserve someone like him.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He whispered between them as he took her in and she felt her eyes start to well up.

“You’re gonna make me cry.” She said sniffled and he smiled.

“Happy tears I hope.” He said with a little smile and she nodded, “I’m going to kiss you now.” He said and she craned her neck up towards his as their lips pressed together slowly.

There was no urgency to this kiss, it was deep and heartfelt and that was tangible the longer it went on, “Want to go nice and slow.” He said and she nodded in agreement, “Want to see your face.” He said and she moaned at the thought of watching his face while they had sex, “Gonna grab a condom.” He said and she nodded as he drew away from her for a moment to dig in his bedside table and cursing a bit when he realized there weren’t any in there and he hurried off to the bathroom. He quickly slipped out of his own sweats before climbing back on the bed and sliding the condom onto his erection before he settled over her body. She was aching to feel him inside of her, she was desperate to feel him so close to her again. She could feel him now, prodding at her entrance as he situated himself and their lips met again in a slow kiss. She hitched her legs up around his hips and he glanced down between their bodies briefly before looking back into her eyes as she nodded, indicating that she was ready for him and he pressed inside, his mouth dropped open in a low moan in tandem with her as his head pushed into her. He then slowly guided his hips down, watching her face as she took every inch of him until they were nose to nose and her eyes fluttered closed as she basked in the feeling of him finally inside. He was in deep, she felt like he was in her tummy and she had no idea how to cope with it as he started to gyrate his hips against hers, somehow managing to open her up further until she was completely at his mercy as he started thrusting deep and slow. She felt like her skin was on fire as his touch grazed over her arms and up to her hair. He buried his fingers in it before kissing her deeply. They were drinking in each other’s moans and sounds of pleasure as their bodies met in the most delicious way possible.

“I missed you so much.” He panted and she smiled as she pulled him down for a kiss again.

“Me too, baby.” She whispered into his mouth. Everything was perfect and slow and romantic and intimate. Y/N had never made love with anyone before and it was carrying her body and soul to a new height, a place she had never experienced. She couldn’t help it as her eyes welled up with tears and he saw it happened and kissed her lips.

“It’s OK if you need to cry.” He said to her and she sniffled as she surged forward as their lips met in an ardent kiss as a few tears streaked between them, “So perfect.” He hummed as he pulled away to let her breathe properly as he continued thrusting his hips against hers in deep motions until he was barely holding on. His arms were trembling and she pushed herself up to sit and he followed, pulling out of her before having her straddle his lap and sink onto his cock again. She gasped at how deep he felt now that she was on top but he continued to thrust up against her as she hugged him to her chest. His kisses were hot and needy against her chest and throat and neck. She had set the most delicious pace and they were soon getting close.

“I’m so close.” She mewled and he hummed against her throat as he hugged her tighter and she gripped the hair at the back of his head and yanked it back before kissing him hard and parting with a wet gasp.

“Fuck.” He groaned as she started to grind down against him. Their climaxes building together perfectly. Everything about this moment between them was perfect and as their sounds grew in frequency they started to peak together, “I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!” He panted and she kissed his lips quickly.

“Just a little more, baby. I’m right there!” She pleaded and he groaned, his thighs and abs trembling as he tried to hold on. He brought his thumb between them to rub little circles into her clit and her body curled into his as she gasped, “Oh my god! Harry!” She whimpered and he felt her squeeze so tight around his cock and he couldn’t help it as he started to moan and come undone, shooting ropes inside of the condom as she started to grind against him in no particular rhythm, just riding out her orgasm until she was trembling and he was pulling them down into the mattress, their bodies still connected as he held her close.

Their ragged breathing and sweaty bodies a testament to what they had just done with each other, but it felt so comfortable, basking in his warmth. As they settled down she kissed at his neck and throat tenderly, careful not to leave any marks on his skin.

“You OK, baby?” He asked and she nodded against him, giving him a soft hum as confirmation, “Good.” He said before pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

He warned her before he pulled out and went to toss the condom and so she let him go do that and when he came back he helped her get dressed, like the first time they had sex, and then he got himself dressed before they both settled into his covers, shivering as they adjusted into the warmth of the bed, he was the big spoon this time. She smiled as she felt him pressing kisses into her hair and her head, his arms were looped tight around her body as their legs tangled together. He was making remarks about how cold her feet were and she was giggling as she ran them against his calf, making him yelp. But soon the laughter settled down and they were both just breathing slow and deep together, basking in each other’s warmth after being so deprived of it for so long.

“Was that OK?” He asked after some silence.

“It was perfect.” She smiled as she responded, “I’ve never done it like that before.” She confessed and that made him a bit sad for her.

“I’m happy to be the first. Fucking is also fun but I also enjoy showing you what I feel for you so if you ever want that just let me know.” He said and she smiled.

“I will, thank you.” She whispered.

“Of course, baby. I just want you to be happy. So, so happy and I would love it more if I could be the one you’re happy with.” He said softly against her ear. It made her entire body covered in goosebumps as he said this, both of them vibrating with affection for each other, neither of them had ever felt whatever it was they were feeling now and it was so wonderful.

“You already are the person I’m happy with.” She assured and he couldn’t even contain the giant smile that was on his face as her words processed and sunk in.

“You’re that person for me too.” He assured quietly. Y/N smiled as she scooted even closer to his body and hummed in happiness. She couldn’t wait to see what the future had in store for them.

"It's love, by the way." she suddenly whispered and his brows furrowed in confusion.

"What is?" he asked and she smiled.

"The secret ingredient. In the pancakes." she whispered and he chuckled and kissed her on the head.

"Knew there was a secret." he grinned happily.

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Compromised One Shot - All About Family ^**

Harry finally goes to meet and check in on Y/N's family. I really love how this one turned out! And I also really love the smut, it's very romantic but hot!

WC: 8.1k

Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy struggles, grief, mentions of death and suicide, daddy kink smut.

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Being married hadn’t really changed the dynamic between Harry and Y/N, the biggest difference over their four months of being married was that their sex lives had morphed to include actual baby-making sessions when she was ovulating. Harry had yet to get Y/N pregnant and it did weigh a little bit on them. When he got checked everything seemed to be normal, the doctor just told him that maybe it wasn’t the right time yet. And when Y/N got checked she was told that it might be a little while before she could actually get pregnant. She had been on birth control since the age of 13 - she was now 30 - her hormones were trying to rebalance themselves without the help of birth control; it would take time for her body to be prepared for a successful pregnancy. The doctor was very kind, but candid even about the increased possibility of miscarriages the first couple times, Y/N was alright hearing it, but Harry squeezed her hand with nerves. Y/N had gotten off of her pills the week before the wedding and she was aware that it could take some people time to be able to actually get pregnant. Hearing from a professional that these challenges they were having were normal was relieving, so she wasn’t all that worried about it after hearing that but Harry seemed to still be carrying a brunt of the concern.

“Dottorra, sei sicuro? Ci stiamo provando già da quattro mesi.” He told the doctor and she nodded.

“Assolutamente. Tutto sembra normale. Sii paziente.” She smiled and Harry nodded.

“You hear her, it’s fine.” She said to Harry, who nodded, still anxious.

“It can be a couple of months or maybe even a year before it can happen.” The doctor then said in a slightly broken English. She was a sweet woman who liked when they came in because it gave her the chance to practice her English and them their Italian. This made Harry even more nervous and Y/N looked at the state he was in and decided it might be good to know if there was anything she could do to improve her chances.

“Mi consigliate qualcosa per migliorare le nostre possibilità di concepimento?” Y/N proceeded to ask for any recommendations to improve chances of conception and the doctor nodded and gave some supplements and diet recommendations that have been proven to boost egg quality. Healthy egg plus healthy sperm should equal a baby she assured them and with this fresh in their minds they headed home.

“I’m relieved to know there’s not any serious issues.” He said as he hugged Y/N from behind. She was currently grabbing some water and she smiled.

“Told you it was gonna be fine.” She said and he hummed into her shoulder, “Are you sure you’re gonna be fine with a baby though? Gonna have to share me for the rest of our lives.” She pointed out with a grin.

“Baby, it’s 50-50.” He said and she was cracking up in his arms as he said this.

“More like 90-10.” She said after she calmed and he huffed.

“Are you sure about that?” He questioned.

“Definitely, baby, it would need us to survive. Basically gonna be using my body for that the first year at least.” She said.

“It?” He laughed.

“Well, I don’t know what it’ll be!” She defended her phrasing.

“Jesus… Imagine that, an ex-mafia member and an ex-CIA agent coming together and having a kid. The type of parents we’ll be…” He mumbled in disbelief and she smirked.

“Hey, I know plenty of regular people who are horrendous parents. If anything, I think our life experiences are advantages. Besides, our parents did amazing jobs.” She said and he hummed in agreement and a silence fell over them for a second, “You know, we can wait a little more. We don’t have to plan it on purpose, we can just…let it happen when it’s meant to happen.” She said and he nibbled on his lip for a moment.

“We should plan, what if he have a Capricorn baby?” He asked and she laughed again and he grinned at successfully lightening the mood for a second, “Is it selfish of me if I say we should definitely wait a little bit more?” He asked, she was still giggling as she turned to face him and he hoisted her up onto the counter and she draped her arms around his neck.

“No baby, it’s not at all. We need to enjoy and solidify our marriage.” She reasoned, “And also make sure we’re on the same page about what we want for our family. What parenting looks like for each of us and do those styles align and are they proven to be good. What values we want to instill in our child. What kind of person we want them to be…it’s a big job. It’s a commitment, bigger than the one we’ve made to each other. I mean, if you think about it we’re choosing to create an entirely new person to add into the mix of this world and we’re sending them out into that world with the tools we have given them to navigate it and they can do good, but they can also cause harm…” she said and he started feeling more nervous about it, “Being a parent is the most important job, I think. And if I’m going to be a parent I want to make sure that I’m ready to commit the time I need to, to my child to do the best job for them.” She explained her thoughts and he was slightly pouting now, “Did I freak you out?” She asked and he sighed through a smile.

“Just a little. I hadn’t… thought of it like that before. For me it was more like, I love you so much and I have this primal need to make you a mother, to create more with you. I hadn’t considered any of what you just said before… Is that why you never wanted to have kids?” He asked her and she nodded.

“Yeah, part of it. There’s so much good you can do and people can still go…rogue. I mean, look at me. My parents didn’t raise me in the hopes that I’d become a killer.” She said with a small frown.

“Baby, that’s not even the truth. You’re good, you’re so, so good.”

“I know I am now, but I wasn’t always.” She said, “And I’ve forgiven myself for it, but I can’t let myself forget.” She reminded and he nodded in understanding.

“I think that’s what would make you the most incredible mum. Learning to love and forgive yourself is not something that many people do successfully.” He said and she hummed, “I think you’re completely right about where your head’s at. In my mind just the idea of being able to get you pregnant and having a little you and me combo is what was exciting for me, but you’re absolutely right, it’s far more than that. I don’t know it was just a childish and simple little thing in my head, like the obvious next step, you know?”

“I’m an over-thinker, you know that. But you’re not being childish, it’s natural to want just the simplicity of a family, it’s not like you were being careless or making light of it, H. I think we’re meant to feel that need, but the world we live in can make the simplest things vastly complicated.” She shrugged, reassuring him that his reasons for wanting a baby weren’t wrong.

“I’ll tell you one thing that’s not complicated,” she hummed to urge him on, “After this very enlightening conversation I’ve concluded that I’m not nearly ready to share you with anyone. For very selfish and hedonistic reasons.” He whispered as he leaned in to press his lips against hers. They smiled into their kiss and parted again.

“I’m not ready to share you either. Want to enjoy us for a little bit longer.” she confessed and he smiled before delving back in to kiss her.

“Good thing we didn’t buy those supplements.” He mumbled and she laughed into the space between them, “So…do you want to go and fuck?” He asked and she giggled.

“I thought we just agreed to wait.”

“Baby, I said ‘fuck’, not make a baby. We haven’t fucked in a while.” He pointed out.

“How about later?” She asked and he pouted and nuzzled himself against the side of her face.

“Tesoro, non torturarmi in quel modo. Ti voglio così tanto.” He mumbled in Italian against the shell of her ear that she was torturing him and he wanted her so badly and she bit down on her lip, he knew what his speaking Italian did to her.

“I know what you’re trying to do.” She responded in English and he grinned against the line of her jaw, she could feel it.

“Non so di cosa stai parlando.” He played dumb as he softly kissed her jaw.

“Sai come mi sento quando mi parli in italiano.” grabbing him by the hair and pulling him back, their eyes meeting again and he grinned smugly as she reiterated to him that he was well aware of what it did to her when he spoke in Italian to her.

“No, non lo so. Dimmi come ti fa sentire.” He responded that he was not aware and to tell him how it made her feel. His green eyes were already dark with lust for her and she bit her grin back as he studied her face for a moment.

“It makes me feel like strangling you.” She joked as she slid her hands up his throat playfully and he hummed.

“That’s the spirit, but just squeeze a little bit tighter, baby.” He smirked and she rolled her eyes at him as she let her hands slide down to his firm chest, “Why don’t you want to have sex with me?” He asked, fully offended and she smiled.

“I do, just not now. My entire reproductive system was just probed at and honestly that speculum was a little big for me and it hurt a little. I’m still feeling like a specimen or something, it’s not you at all.”

“Oh.” He frowned, “I’m sorry, baby. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”

“Let’s go for a cuddle.” She said and he smiled.

“Alright, hang on tight my little koala bear.” He warned and she clutched tightly to him as he walked them up to their bedroom. Soon they were plopping onto their bed and he got comfy as she hugged around him, trapping his leg between her legs.

“What’re you gonna read to me?” She asked. When they cuddled like this he always pulled out a book and read to her so that they could practice their Italian. In their lines of work it was important that they both understood the basics, but living here the past two years, they were both getting more fluent, but being with each other all of the time didn’t really give them enough practice, so this is something they did to learn new words.

“Neruda poems, you tell me what you understand.” He mumbled as he opened up the book and she hummed happily, “Corpo di donna, colline bianche, cosce bianche. Come come il mondo, posseduto nella resa. Il mio corpo selvaggio di operaio ti scava e fa…” he paused, “…esplodere un figlio dalle profondità della terra.” He cleared his throat and she giggled.

“Is this about getting someone pregnant?” She laughed and he chuckled.

“I think so… I promise that wasn’t on purpose. It’s the first one in this book.” He laughed and she joined him as well.

“Gonna explode a son into the depths of me?” She asked through her laugher and he started howling in laughter with her. They rolled around the bed, stomachs cramping up with how hilarious they found this phrasing and finally it died down and they were catching their breaths.

“Exploding a son into you, that sounds awful.” He panted and she sniggered.

“It does. Anyway, continue.” She hummed with a smile and there was silence as he read on silently.

“Oh, this one’s really horny. I can’t take it seriously.” He mumbled and flipped the page as she giggled. He found a more lovely one and started reading that one instead. She did figure most of it out, but soon he started getting drowsy, as he often did when he read. Especially as the cool breeze billowed through their wide open glass doors that led to their ample balcony. When his vision started blurring a bit he put the book down and kissed the top of her head before cuddling closer to her.

“Ti amo, luce della mia vita.” She whispered and he smiled.

“Love you.” He hummed happily. When she called him that, the light of her life, it made Harry feel on top of the world. For so long he felt that he was nothing but darkness and pain. Knowing that to her, he was as radiant as the sun, it just made his heart burst with joy. He wasn’t sure how else he could express that to her, it was too much love for him to hold inside, “I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.” He said over and over as he squeezed her close.

When they woke up it was because there was a loud crack of thunder that rattled the windows and glass doors. It was cooler now and the sky was grey as the rain poured down in bucketfuls. The sound was soothing, but she was chilly as was he and they pulled the throw at the end of their bed over their shivering bodies.

“Baby, I’ve been thinking about something.”

“What is it?” He asked and she bit her lip.

“Ummm, do you think it’s safe enough for you to visit my family now? I’ve been thinking about them a lot and I…I just want to make sure they’re OK.”

“Yeah, I think we’re alright now. Do you want to go and have me wear a wire or something?” He asked, “How should we do this?”

“No, I don’t want to go. I can’t do it.” She admitted, “Just you. I trust you.”

“OK.” He agreed quietly as his hand smoothed over her tummy.

It was only a few days later that they made the arrangements for him to travel to her hometown. He was only planning to be there two or three days, he also wanted to visit Angelo’s mom on the way back. He was a bit nervous about doing this, but he would of course do anything for her.

*********

Harry had boarded a plane that was soon to touch down in Los Angeles. Now that he was there he felt more anxious about this than before; what if they got upset at him? What if he hurt them more than they were already hurting? Harry was updating Y/N on his travels and they spoke on the phone the entire drive to her old house where she shared some refresher details about her family to him.

“Baby, I’m pulling up now.” She breathed out shakily, “Are you sure you don’t want to listen in at least or-”

“No.” She cut in quickly.

“OK. Well, I love you. I’ll let you know what happens.”

“Love you.” She sniffled and how he wanted to wrap her up in a big hug.

“I love you.” He responded and they hung up. He removed his wedding ring and put it in his pocket and took a few deep breaths before he got out of the car he rented and walked up to the front door. The home wasn’t big at all, in fact, it kind of reminded him of his safe house out near his mum’s. But there was that giant magnolia tree out front, the flowers in full bloom from the spring, they looked identical to the ones tattooed on her now and it made him smile. He made it to the door and rung the door bell twice and looked around, the orange hues of the sky were beautiful, it was nearly 6 in the evening. Y/N said they were always home for dinner. He heard some steps coming and in moments the door was unlocked and swung open to reveal a child, a girl, she couldn’t be older that 5. This was strange. Had they moved?

“Hi.” He said with a friendly smile and she just peered up at him silently, “Are your parents home?” He asked and she nodded and he chuckled, “Can you call them for me?” She nodded and just scurried away leaving him alone again and he took a few steps back, to show that he was not a threat, but the child barely made it around the corner before a woman, looking closer to his age hurried up with a concerned frown.

“Who are you?” She asked assertively.

“Ummm, I’m Harry. I was looking for Martha o-or Benjamin?” He asked warily, “This was the last address I had for them.” He explained.

“What is this regarding?” The woman asked.

“It’s a family matter. Is there a forwarding address that you can give me or-”

“I am their family. I’m their niece, Evelyn. This is their house, I’m their tenant now.” She explained, she was clearly feeling protective, which any normal person would.

“Oh my god, hi.” He said as his lips turned up in a smile.

“Sorry, do I know you?” Evelyn asked, looking completely perplexed now. He shook his head.

“No, but I know of you. I umm-” this was harder than he thought.

“How? What is this about?” She asked again.

“Ummm, it’s about…Y/N.” He said tentatively and her face immediately dropped.

“What? How?” She asked and he bit his lip.

“We…were together when she…” he trailed off and Evelyn looked to the ground.

“They told us she was on that motorcycle by herself.” She said tightly, her eyes watery.

“She was. Sorry, let me clarify, I mean we were in a relationship then.” He explained his story.

“What?” Evelyn asked in disbelief and Harry nodded, “Well, what could you possibly want now? It’s been more than ten years.” She sighed in agitation.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cause any more hurt to you or them, but ummm, I’m getting engaged soon and I still have some of her things. I held on to them for all this time and it didn’t feel right to just throw them away or mail them off. I couldn’t do that to her.” He said his well rehearsed narrative perfectly and Evelyn sniffled as a few tears fell.

“Why now?” She asked with confusion. Her voice cracked as more tears fell and he nibbled on his lip.

“Ummm, it’s been hard to let her go. But I’m ready now and she always talked about her family and her home and it seemed like the best place to come say goodbye.” He explained and she shook her head.

“You can’t do that!” She scoffed with hurt, “You decided to just show up one day and-Fuck, how could you?” She asked as more tears fell and he frowned.

“I’m so sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have come.” He responded softly and she nodded and he turned away and started to walk back to his car. Y/N would understand, she was prepared for this type of reaction and had told him to just go if it would only make things worse. Obviously it would hurt her to know that they still bore some pain but at least she would know they were alive and well and still learning how to move on. He was about to cross the street to his car when Evelyn’s voice cut through his thoughts of how he would explain this to Y/N.

“Hey! Wait!” She shouted sharply and he turned back to look at her, there was a beat of silence before Evelyn spoke up again, “What do you have of hers?” She asked nervously.

“Just some stuff she had left at my apartment. I can show you.” He offered and she nodded, her eyes softening, “Let me just get it from the car.” He said and hurried to grab the box that had taken up most of the space in his duffle bag. He hurried back over to her.

“D-do you want to come in?” She asked cautiously.

“If you’re OK with it. We can stay out here if you prefer.” He said quickly.

“It’s fine, I need to keep an eye out on the girls.” She said and he nodded and she guided him inside. He followed her through the home, it was small but cute. They peaked into the living room to see her girls watching a Disney movie attentively now and the kitchen overlooked that area, so she switched on the light and sat on the table across from him. He could feel her watching him closely, she was so nervous.

“I ummm, I’ve got some photos we took and a shirt of hers and a necklace and watch…some CD’s, a notebook, just with doodles and random things.” He said as he opened it up and when he glanced up at her she was staring intently at him.

“Did you even go to her funeral? I don’t remember seeing you there.” She stated and he shook his head.

“I couldn’t. When I found out I was…” he stopped and remembered how it felt when that CIA guy took her away, he thought it had lost her forever, “I lost my fucking mind. I was in hysterics.” He said with a frown. “ I completely shut down. I didn’t want to accept it, going meant it was real. I got pulled out of school and went back to England. I regret not going though.” He shared, “I ummm…that night we had gone out with friends and I had this plan that I was going to tell her that I loved her.” He smiled sadly, “I chickened out as we were saying goodbye and I just kissed her, like I normally would. I tried to show her what I was trying to say when I kissed her.” He explained and he could see Evelyn’s tears silently falling, “If I had only known that, that was our final goodbye I would’ve been more brave.” He explained and Evelyn broke out in a sob and he instinctively reached out for her hand and she squeezed it, “I’m so sorry.” He apologized again and she shook her head.

“No, it’s alright. It’s just so unfair.” She gasped through her tears, “She deserved to be happy and it breaks my heart that she never got to experience that for herself. People in high school were so mean to her.” Evelyn explained.

“Yeah, she told me that.” He nodded.

“Yeah, she was excited to start a new life and be with new people and just start over. She knew that leaving would make everything better.” Evelyn explained, “I know she was really happy out there. She was right?” Evelyn whimpered and Harry nodded with a sympathetic smile.

“Yeah, so incredibly happy.” He assured her and she nodded and pulled their hands apart to wipe under her eyes.

“Ughhh…” she sniffled and gathered herself for a second, “Can you show me the stuff?”

“Of course.” He nodded and started putting things down for her to see. She looked through the notebook and then through the pictures they had taken a while back and Evelyn smiled down at one of Y/N with a plate of pancakes in her hands.

“Her and her pancake obsession.” She giggled and Harry nodded, “And always with that same haircut… she was so resistant to changing it.”

“Yeah.” He chuckled, “I really like the next one.” He said and she moved on to it. This was one they had taken when they first got to Italy, Evelyn obviously didn’t know that, but it was a really nice one. He was smooshing a big kiss to her cheek as she laughed, her eyes were shut tight, but it exuded pure happiness. Evelyn smiled down at it.

“You don’t want this one?” She asked glancing up at him.

“I did keep some of us but they’re a little more platonic though granted the whole engagement thing.” He explained.

“Right, of course.” She responded and he nodded.

She then moved on to the other items, the university t-shirt she liked to wear, it still kind of smelled like her perfume. He then explained that she had left a bottle of her favorite spray and lotion at his place if she wanted it. It was in his luggage and Evelyn was so excited to hear that and explained that, that particular scent had been discontinued. Y/N didn’t smell like that anymore, but maybe she had always planned for something like this to get done for her family or perhaps she just had it stashed away for personal reasons, as a reminder of her old life. Evelyn told him stories about the CD’s Y/N had put in there, they were autographed and they had been looking for them everywhere, it was nice to have some of her favorite items back. Evelyn ended up asking him over for dinner, he accepted and she assured that she would call Y/N’s parents to see if they would want to come over as well. She was on the phone with them for at least 20 minutes in another room and in the end they agreed, surprisingly.

While they waited Evelyn talked a bit about herself, how she had moved on and was holding up. One of her kids was named after Y/N, their father, her boyfriend, was fire fighter, so he worked long hours but he was a great dad and partner and they were getting married soon. Evelyn wanted to know more about Harry though and how he had moved on and so he told her the things he and Y/N had agreed upon and all in all, it was good. He could see where Y/N got her great qualities from. They had just finished laughing about some funny story from Y/N’s childhood and Evelyn switched gears again.

“So, is this your first serious relationship after her?” Evelyn asked carefully and he nodded, just as he and Y/N had rehearsed.

“It was hard to move on because I genuinely believe she’s my soulmate.” He said, choosing to speak in present tense, because it was the truth, they are soulmates.

“Is?” Evelyn asked confused and he smiled and nodded.

“Personally, I believe we only have one soulmate and she’s mine. I think we can love plenty of people, but there’s always that one person who just…I don’t know, you just know, you know?” He explained with a smile and Evelyn nodded, “From the very first moment you meet them, something deep inside of them calls to something deep inside of you.” He explained, “I’d never felt that way before, she worked her way in to easily and just flipped my entire world upside down, but it helped me see that there was more to life, you know? It put a lot into perspective for me and she…saved me in a way. To me, everything about her was special from the start. She was so beautiful and put together. Her smile. The sound of her voice, her laugh, the way it looks like she’s pouting or upset when she’s thinking about something.” Evelyn giggled, “Know that one, do you?” He chuckled.

“Definitely.” She smiled, “You know, I…don’t really remember what she sounds like.” Evelyn confessed sadly, “Her laugh I can hear it in my head clear as day, but her voice is… it’s fading.” She sniffled and he reached for her hand again and she squeezed it tight. Suddenly the doorbell rang again and she shot up, “Oh my. , they’re here!” She said and Harry felt extremely nervous again. He felt like he was going to be sick, “Just, wait here.” She said and he nodded.

He could heard Y/N’s mom crying a bit as they made some muffled conversation and after about five minutes Evelyn came back in with Y/N’s parents, they looked exactly as she had described them. Y/N was almost a splitting image of her father with noticeable traces of her mother. They just looked him over for a moment, looking more calm now. There wasn’t judgement on their faces, it was more like they were trying to picture Y/N with him. In his opinion it was easy to picture them together, they looked like they belonged together, but maybe they couldn’t see that.

“Hi, I’m Harry.” He said with a small smile and Y/N’s father extended his hand out to him and Harry shook it firmly and Y/N’s mother followed.

“Everyone sit, chat for a minute while I get the girls fed.” Evelyn said and they all nodded and sat down. The looked at the box of Y/N’s things.

“Ummm, these are the things of hers that I’ve had with me. She had left them in my apartment. It’s not much.” He said and they looked inside. Her dad grabbed the photos right away and they both smiled as they looked through them quietly together, but no more tears were shed from them. They looked through the rest of the box and he just gave them their time to look at the relics from her old life. He wished he could show them how beautiful she looked on their wedding day. If they could only see her now, they would be so proud of her. They finally turned their attention back to him and her mother spoke up.

“You looked quite happy in the pictures together.” She smiled and Harry nodded.

“Best few months of my life.” He said softly.

“She hadn’t mentioned that she was seeing anyone.” Her mother said.

“I think she was a little bit embarrassed of me.” He confessed with a smile, “Well, more of being in a relationship in general. She was so goal driven and focused, she came in knowing what she wanted those four years to look like and I think she just didn’t want anyone to know that she could potentially be distracted. I wasn’t really a part of the plan.” He explained and her father chuckled.

“Sounds about right.” Harry nodded with a smile, “So you were with her on that day?” He asked Harry and he nodded, “We’ve always wondered if it wasn’t an accident. If maybe it was too much pressure with her classes and working and trying to maintain her scholarship. Maybe she was having trouble with other people? She always had issues with bullies in school.” He explained with a frown.

“We were scared that she was just unhappy being away from home. We’re all very close.” Her mother added, “H-how was she doing?”

“She was doing really well. I did hear a lot about you all. She missed you a lot, specially her grandfather, she wished that he had been around to see it all.” He explained and they nodded attentively as he spoke, “She was really happy.” He confirmed, “I’d like to think I played a part in that.” He smiled, “She was still really focused and driven, she had her priorities straight. But ummm, she was allowing herself to live life as well. She was very well-liked among her classmates and our friends, she integrated herself a lot more in my group after her roommate joined the sorority?” They nodded in understanding.

“How did you meet?” Her mother asked and Harry smiled to himself for a moment.

“At a tattoo shop.” He said and her eyebrows arched up.

“Really?”

“Yes, she came to ask about it. I think she maybe wanted something after her grandfather and I was working there at the front. Helped pay the school bills.” He explained, “It was cute, she was so nervous and she had clearly been reading tons of things on the internet and had the most complex questions.” He chuckled, “She was wearing a school hoodie and I told her I also studied there and turns out we were just a building away from each other that whole time.” He hummed.

They seemed happy to be talking about her. To have some real insight as to what her life was like. Harry apologized for not being at her funeral as Y/N had told him to do and also for showing up after all that time, but they didn’t care. They were just happy that she had been happy and loved. He did give Evelyn the spray and lotion that Y/N had sent, she knew her cousin well and they let Evelyn keep some things and they took the rest. At the end of the night they all hugged him goodbye and they wished him luck in his relationship and hoped that he could too fully heal from it all. They were so sweet and caring and kind and he was glad that he could leave them with some peace as Y/N hoped, he was also pleased that he would be able to tell her that her family were alright. He had planned on staying longer but he didn’t want to wait to share and he also didn’t want to tell her everything over the phone. He got a flight on standby and headed straight back to Italy on a red eye, he could check in on Angelo’s mum another time. He let Y/N know he was coming back right away and that made her anxious, she left for their nearest airport though and waited in that city for him until he arrived the following afternoon.

*********

“Hey, love.” He hummed as he hurried into the car and they kissed briefly.

“Hi. How was it?” She asked right away, “Wait, actually don’t tell me just yet, let’s get in to the hotel first, yeah?”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” He smiled and they took off. Y/N was completely on edge. She was quiet the whole drive and he just let her simmer and formulate the questions she wanted to asked as he just held her thigh.

When they finally arrived and got into their room she let out a big exhale before she burst into tears.

“Oh baby, c’mere.” He said quietly and she rushed into his arms and he held her tight as she sobbed. She wept to him about how she regretted not going with him and seeing them or hearing them for herself and truly that was her one chance. There was absolutely no reason for Harry to ever go back now and she felt like she had made a mistake in not doing as he had suggested. He let her be sad about this for however long she wanted before he would share about how they were. She just needed a moment to express how conflicted she felt about all of this; how she regretted accepting the CIA’s recruiting offer, but without that she never would have met him. She regretted hurting her family the way she did, not being able to see her parents get old and look after them, she was their only child, it was supposed to be her taking care of them. She regretted not having them there on their wedding day. As she confessed to all of these things she had been holding onto for months Harry knew not to take it all personally.

Harry understood full well the conflicting feelings because while he could never regret her, he did regret getting too ambitious as a young kid to the point that he got mixed up with the mafia. Because of this he wasted so much precious time with his family and even with his friends. He hurt them and put them in harm’s way and if he could take it all back he would, but that also meant that he would have never met Y/N. But for one reason or another, they were on the paths they were on and he’d like to think that it was because they were meant to be together. Soon her crying subsided and he was able to answer her questions, tell her about her niece who was named after, how happy her family was to hear that she had in fact been happy during her time away, and obviously, it was hard for them, but they seemed to have moved on well enough. Hearing that did make her feel better as she laid against his chest as his fingers stroked her hair and she listened on until he was done.

“Thank you for doing that for me, baby. I know that it couldn’t have been easy.” She said, cheek smushed into his warm and sturdy chest.

“I would do anything for you, no matter how hard or impossible it seemed.” He assured as he planted a kiss on her head and she smiled, because she knew it was the absolute truth.

There was no one else she had ever trusted with this, just him. There was no one else she had loved so much that she felt would be excellent candidates to meet her family. There was no one who worked on themselves and bore their soul to her the way he did. There was no one that she had ever envisioned building a life and family with, just him. And it was not lost on her how absolutely lucky she got to have their paths cross. To have him also notice her. To let her in. To love her. Y/N’s vision started to blur with tears, they were happy tears but overwhelmed tears because there was this paralyzing feeling in her chest as it dawned on her just how much she loved him. She earnestly believed that she had reached the capacity of love with how she felt, but right now it was clear to her that there was just so much more. It bordered on painful, she couldn’t just contain this feeling inside. She pressed herself up against his chest as she sniffled and he frowned.

“Oh baby, what’s the matter?” He asked and she shook her head as she grabbed his face and pressed her lips to his in a powerful and searing kiss. The kind of kiss that put the entire world on pause. The kind if kiss that seemed like it was a life or death situation and after a few seconds of being caught off guard Harry looped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him as the kiss evolved into a make out session that was making his body buzz in excitement. Gradually, they started to slow down to catch their breaths and she nudged her nose against his playfully, this made his smile and she kissed kissed him through it before pulling back slightly as their eyes blinked open to meet each other’s gaze.

“I feel so much for you, I couldn’t articulate it.” She explained her sudden outburst, “I can’t imagine doing life without you. I don’t even care how we came to be, I’m just happy to be here with you.” She whispered and he now lunged forward and kissed her until the fell back onto the bed upside down. In seconds they were getting undressed in between kisses and growing more and more desperate for each other. Harry’s lips trailed down her body, the skin left in his wake of kisses seemed to sear at the absence of his lips but she was eager for him to reach his intended destination. Her delicate fingers combed into his hair and pushed him down faster and he chuckled, but did as she was suggesting. She put a leg over his shoulder as the other fell open, making space for him. She could feel his fast exhales against her heat, making her clench in anticipation as his lips skimmed her lower lips.

“So.” Kiss, “Fucking.” Kiss, “Perfect.” kiss. She moaned at the slight friction to her clit with his lips and soft, little kisses, “You’re a goddess.” He hummed as he buried his face against her, taking in her scent and how soft her skin was down there, he giggled as her little tuft of hair tickled beneath his nose and the vibrations of it made her gasp and buck up, the tip of his nose came into perfect contact with her throbbing, little clit. It was so red and swollen, pleading for his attention. He rolled his tongue out and licked a fat stripe up from her entrance to her clit, making sure to swirl around the little button a few times before moving back to suck at her labia gently and then to dart his tongue into her leaking, little hole. Her grip tightened into his hair and she moaned as she ground herself again his mouth and he moaned and let her move him around to where she wanted, listening to her instructions so that he could get her off. Her thighs were squeezing around his head and her grip was tight in his hair but he could care less, he would die a happy death if he were to be suffocated between her thighs. “Oh H, baby! I’m right there!” She gasped as her toes curled and the muscles of her stomach trembled from how wound up tight she was. Her orgasm came so swiftly and fiercely. It took her out like a giant wave wiping out and rolling everything in it’s path down into its depths. He moaned against her sensitive skin and gently kissed at her clit to bring her down from it all before he licked down to her entrance and delved his tongue inside, wanting to get a taste of her cum.

After a few moments of his delicate actions to bring her back down he kissed his way back up her body, taking his time to lick and suck at his favorite parts of her body before making it to her lips, his absolute favorite place to kiss. As they started to make out he adjusted her legs beneath him so that he could slick his cock up with her arousal and cum.

“You make me absolutely crazy for you.” He snarled as he felt the warm slick of her juices coat his prick up. It made him feral to feel how her body seemed to react to his. How wet she got for him was an absolute turn on. He viewed it as her body’s way of inviting him in. Her body craved his and wanted him to fill her up and pound her pussy to the heavens. He adjusted his hips and without a warning sunk into her in one fluid thrust and he moaned into her mouth as she gasped as their bodies connected perfectly. He had sunk in balls deep from how wet she was, but inside she was still adjusting to his size and he kept the pressure of his hips against hers. Slowly he started to sink in a little deeper, “Fuck, I can feel you opening up for me, baby.” He whispered and something about that made her moan out in ecstasy.

“Please.” She whimpered and he kissed her.

“Please what?” He asked before he swirled his hips with a wet squelch and she smiled in ecstasy.

“I-I don’t even know.” She mumbled and he hummed in amusement and he pressed himself up to a kneeling position and she gasped as he reached even deeper, she could feel it in the pit of her stomach and she winced as the little bite of pain before she adjusted to it moments later. Already, her eyes were hazy with ecstasy, she was love drunk and cock drunk at the same time.

He glanced down to see how such a tight little thing had opened right up for his big cock and taken it to the hilt. It genuinely amazed him how he fit inside. He grabbed her hands and intertwined their fingers before he pressed her hands down into the mattress as he drew out a bit, making her wince and then she cried out his name as he surged back in and ground into her. She squeezed at his hands as her eyes searched his, “More. Please, more.” She pleaded and he nodded as he drew back out again and thrust in again and this time he kept going.

Every time his cock slid back in he was celebrated with a wet smacking sound and her pretty moans that emerged from her throat in perfect time with his thrusts. He spared a glance down at the way they moved together and he shivered with pleasure as he groaned and glanced back up to her as he picked up his pace. The fire in his belly was lit and was quickly starting to spread through his entire body.

“Fuck, you’re already gonna make me come.” He groaned and she smiled.

“Harder.” She mewled and he let go of one of her hands to grip her hip and have more leverage as his hips piston med powerfully into hers until he could see the tip of his cock bulging slightly at her lower stomach. The headboard of the hotel bed pounded rhythmically with his thrusts and the frame creaked along with her, as if it too was praising Harry for the railing he was giving Y/N. She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, but she didn’t want him to stop as he absolutely demolished her. She swore he was splitting her in two but it felt like heaven and her entire body was vibrating with the pleasure of an impeding orgasm. They heard some pounding on the wall and he chuckled, “We have to be quiet.” She gasped.

“Fuck that guy. Wanna hear you. Love to hear you.” He groaned as he went harder and she groaned with each thrust and again, their neighbor pounded on the wall.

“Un po' di discrezione per favore!” They heard a muffled shout through the wall and they both laughed through the pleasure at their neighbor’s plea for some discretion.

“Stai zitto! Abbiamo quasi finito!” Harry shouted back with laughter and they could hear the man start cursing them out and despite that he worked harder and harder, the pounding of the headboard grew more intense as the man’s knocks into the wall also increased, probably thinking he was ruining the mood, but Y/N started to circle her clit in time to the fast raps against the wall and she was burning up from the inside out, gasping and moaning Harry’s name as he pounded right into her g-spot.

“There! Oh fuck, right there, daddy!” She yelped and he moaned loudly at the name slipped from her mouth without her even thinking about it.

“Fuck, say it again.” He panted hoarsely.

“Daddy! I’m going to come, daddy!” She nearly sobbed as her little fingers were a blur against her slippery cunt as she started to tighten up around his cock.

“Fuck, come for, daddy. All over my cock, baby.” He panted tiredly and she tensed up and her toes curled as she just clutched to his back as she started to moan uncontrollably, her nails raked down the hot and sweaty skin of his back as she pulsed around him and soaked him, she was squirting and he fought the pressure of it to stay inside, “Fuck, I’m gonna come!” He growled and his grip on her tightened and he sobbed against her mouth as ropes of his cum shot deep inside of her, filling her as he moaned her name. Her pulsing walls milked every bit of his cum and his thrusts slowed but didn’t stop completely as they kissed heatedly before parting with a gasp to take a proper breath. Y/N’s vision was blurry with tears and Harry’s was completely splotchy with little colors, that really had taken it out of him. He pressed himself up from her body with shaky arms, getting ready to pull out but she hugged around him.

“Not yet.” She spoke hoarsely and he smiled and nestled back into her arms and kissed at the top of her right breast.

“I love you. You’re my whole world.” He whispered and she smiled and kissed the top of his head.

“Love you, light of my life.” She whispered tiredly.

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The Assistant - Part 9^**

Hello friends, this is the end of the weekly updates for this series! The last two chapters will be my Holiday fics - so Thanksgiving (November) & Christmas (December)! I already have some ideas and I can't wait for you guys to read them down the line so that this story can be officially completed

WC: 8.5k

Y/N felt like she was walking on air for the past few weeks of officially being with Harry, this was actually the first weekend that she would not be spending it with him as he was off in New York, he wouldn’t be back until Sunday night. However, she wasn’t totally alone, she was having a sleep over with Lisa and they were currently up in her room getting ready to meet up with their friends for dancing and some dinner.

“Well you’ve been missing for weeks, what have you been up to?” Lisa asked with a mischievous smile and Y/N grinned.

“That’s one of the reasons I wanted you to come over. I have tons to tell you.” Y/N smiled and Lisa squealed.

“OK, spill it!”

“Well, first things first, Harry and I are together now.”

“Oh my gawwwd!” Lisa shouted and clapped excitedly as Y/N laughed at her reaction, “That’s incredible! When did this happen?! How’s it been going? Have you…done it again?” she asked more quietly with a suggestive look and Y/N felt the blood rushing up to her face but she nodded, “Tell me everything!” Lisa whisper-shouted, “Or well, whatever you feel comfortable sharing.” She added in and Y/N smiled.

“Well, it all kind of started with this creep at work making a move on me. Harry wasn’t even supposed to be here, but he showed up out of nowhere and punched the guy out!” Lisa gasped, “Knocked him clean on his ass and made him apologize to me.”

“God, a knight in shining armor…”

“I know! And well, we told my grandpa what had happened and he asked him for dinner and ummm after that he kind of snuck in and we…” she trailed off and looked over at the spot on the floor they had occupied and Lisa’s mouth opened.

“You horny little devils!” Lisa cackled, “Couldn’t even make it to the bed!” She teased and Y/N laughed.

“No, the bed was just a little too squeaky. But ummm, yeah that was…” she trailed off again with a smile, “He just knows what he’s doing.” She assured and Lisa squealed in excitement, “Then we were just talking a bit and he said that he wanted to ask my grandparents if we could properly date. So he came again for dinner the next day and asked them if he date me properly, my grandma later told me everything he said about me being special and all these heart wrenchingly sweet things! And so he asked if we could go for ice cream and-”

“Let me guess, plenty of cream, but hold the ice?” She smirked and Y/N laughed loudly covering her face.

“You’re gross.”

“It’s the truth.” Lisa laughed and YN continued telling her all the sickeningly sweet details about him telling her that she was all he’s ever wanted and all the niceties until Lisa snapped and asked her for details on what she really wanted to know.

“Ummm, OK well… he just, bent me over the hood of the car and…God, he pulled my hair back and he went so hard, I swear I was sore for two whole days.” She said more quietly and Lisa’s mouth was hung open, “But it’s not just what he does, it’s the things he says…”

“Romantic?” She asked with a smile now and Y/N bit her lip and shook her head.

“No, absolutely filthy.” She said and Lisa’s eyes went wide, “He’s so vocal and it’s just a full sensory experience. You know, there’s just this innate part of you that longs for these feral escapes and he just brings it out of me! He makes me completely wild, I honestly think I would try anything with him.” Y/N admitted and Lisa sighed with a smile.

“What about in the office?” She asked mischievously and Y/N shook her head.

“Oh no, no way.” Y/N laughed, “But we’ve made little detours here and there before he drops me off at home and whatnot. Sometimes we’ll go out for lunch and have little escapades at his house and head back.”

“What a dream, Y/N…I’m so happy for you!” Lisa expressed, “You deserve this!” She assured and Y/N giggled and then bit her lip.

“I still can’t believe it. I know that we’re still in the initial stages of it all, but it’s been really good. He’s so mature and put together, and he believes in me. It’s a relief to meet a man like that, who believes I can do more, you know?” Lisa nodded with a smile, “Ummm, back to our previous topic, I have a question for you, you can tell me to buzz off if it’s too much but ummm, you know how we…go down on the guys.” Lisa nodded, “H-has Joey ever returned the favor?” Y/N asked Lisa who shook her head with furrowed eyebrows, “Well, I recommend you ask for it because it is life changing.” She said and Lisa grinned.

“Really?”

“Definitely. I know that you and Joey have a great sex life, but this is a game changer. He can also use his fingers, but you know, if he uses his mouth on those special spots…”

“Oh god, I can only imagine.” Lisa closed her eyes, “I’ve wanted to, I just get shy to ask.” She confessed.

“Well just go for it. Trust me.” Y/N smiled and Lisa nodded along.

Soon enough they were ready and saying goodbye to Y/N’s grandparents as Joey waited for them in the living room. They were just going to eat at a diner and then go dancing, as they headed into the diner they were spotted and waved over to the large booth at the end of the diner by their friend Michael and as Y/N looked over who was there she saw James beside their other friend Johnny, and another girl at his side.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, Johnny probably invited him along.” Lisa said softly as they approached.

“Oh it’s fine, we left off on good terms.” Y/N assured Lisa.

“OK, good.” She whispered.

Truth was that James was nowhere near over Y/N. He had invited this girl that his dad had just hired at their store to try and bring out a little jealousy from her. Maybe when Y/N saw that he was moving on she’d snap out of whatever had gotten into her that caused her to end things between them. It had been a few years, but he held on to hope. There was no one better for her, his family was well off and respected in the community, he could care and provide for her, what more did she need? She was always looking for jobs and trying to find ways to help her grandparents. He could make sure that they were looked after and that she never had to work another day in her life. He had everything to offer her and she just needed to see that again, as she one did. Y/N seemed to be exuding this confidence and glow that made his heart pound in his chest and admittedly got him all hot and bothered for her. She looked great in her short, orange dress. It was loose on her frame but it made her legs look like they were miles long despite her shorter stature in comparison to his. She was perfect, always had been.

“Hey everyone!” Joey greeted with excitement as he walked up and they all slid into the booth and said their hellos.

“Ummm everyone, this is Felicity.” James introduced the blonde girl sitting across from their group and they all chimed in pleasantries and smiled at her to greet her warmly.

Soon enough they were ordering and all the boys were chatting and mucking about, minus James. He seemed a little preoccupied between talking with Felicity and staring at Y/N. Y/N could feel his eyes burning into her from across the booth and she was just doing her best to ignore it. His lust always burned intensely and she was used to it and unaffected by it by now. He was rather easy to discourage if she continued paying him no mind. Finally they were eating she and Lisa were trying to be inclusive of Felicity, but she seemed to be really shy and would not really carry on with conversation after they asked her a question. Eventually, James just let up on staring at Y/N and joined the conversation with the guys until they all left and agreed to meet at some disco near Hollywood.

Everyone was feeling excited as they walked up the line to get inside. Y/N was already moving along to the music that was slightly muffled by the walls, but flowing just enough through the opened entrance as people were being let inside in their little groups. Finally, they were being let inside and immediately they flooded to the dance floor. Y/N and Lisa were dancing together as Joey made his way to the bar with their drink orders. James and Felicity were also dancing together, but Y/N could still feel his intense gaze on her every now and again. That started to go away through the evening as she got a couple drinks in her system. What she was really craving now was the feeling of Harry’s strong arms around her waist and his front pressed up against her bum as they swayed together. She wanted to smell the whisky on his breath and the delicious cologne he wore wafting around their immediate surrounding and enrapturing her senses. She didn’t know definitively how he’d act now that they were officially together, but she imagined that he would kiss her every now and again with a smile on his lips and hold her closer, hold her hand with their fingers intertwined. She imagined that in his true fashion he would mumble sweet nothings in her ear, but also some of his lustful and raunchy desires until she was nice and ready for him and he’d work her up until she was pleading with her eyes for him to get her out of there. She imagined that despite their rush to a more quiet and private place he’d get too impatient and pull over somewhere dark and secluded and they would have loud and fast sex in his car.

“Hey, you alright?” Johnny’s voice cut through the noise, his warm breath tickling at her ear and she looked at him confused, “You’re pouting.” He leaned back in.

“Oh yeah, just got lost in thought about something!” She said back, “I’m gonna go out outside, get some air!” She informed him and started walking out. When James saw this he asked Johnny if she was alright and he just shrugged in response.

“Leave it, man. You’ve had a little too much to drink for this.” His friend admonished, knowing that he was still completely hung on her and James shook his head and said something to Felicity before he hurried off in pursuit of her. When he emerged it felt like he could breathe again, it was so stuffy inside and despite it still being warm it, it was refreshing in comparison to the musty air of so many body dancing in the building. He looked from side to side until he saw Y/N, she was turned away, her shoulder was pressed against the wall and she appeared to be staring up at the sky. He came up to her and reached out to her shoulder and she gasped as she turned around.

“James, god!” She scowled, “Scared me.”

“Sorry.” He offered an apologetic smile, he came a bit closer to her, “You alright?” He asked and she could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“Yeah, just needed a bit of fresh air.” She smiled.

“Haven’t seen you in a while. Work keeping you busy?” He asked and she nodded.

“Yeah, actually. How’s that going for you?”

“Great, we’ve been really busy as well, had to hire on more people.” He sighed.

“Well that’s good, right?” He nodded, “You’re also seeing someone now?” She asked with a smile, she was genuinely excited for him and he grinned.

“Why? You jealous?” He asked and her smile left her face, “Hey, hey, I’m joking.” He said with a grin, he was not, he really wanted to know if she was.

“I didn’t want to be presumptuous by saying it’s good we’ve both moved on is all.” She said and he hid his discontent well with a smile.

“Oh, so you’ve moved on?”

“Yeah.”

“With who?” He asked with a smile, feigning excitement for her.

“Ummm, Harry-”

“Your boss?!” He asked with shock and she nodded, “Jesus, Y/N…” He shook his head with a frown.

“We didn’t plan for this to happen. But we work closely and we just started to care about each other.” She shrugged and he scoffed.

“Oh please…” he said and she frowned, “He’s using you! He knows you want to get places in the world and if you make nice with him he’ll say good things about you.”

“You’re being a dick, James.” She stated and he frowned and shook his head with a sympathetic look.

“I’m just telling you the truth.” He said grabbing her arms gently, “Baby, I-”

“Don’t call me that.” She snapped.

“You can’t truly believe that he has good intentions for you.”

“Of course he does.” She said and he sighed, “You’ve clearly had a bit much to drink, can smell it off of you, so let’s just go back inside and-” he leaned in to kiss her and she turned her head to the side just in time. “No, James.” She asserted and he frowned.

“Y/N, use your brain for ten seconds! You’re always going off about how women are smart and rational too and look at you! Believing this man you barely know just because he makes you feel pretty? You’re like every other foolish bimbo out there!” He said and she pouted, “He just wants you for one thing. Think about it!” He argued as he brought his hands up to his hair and ran them through the tresses, “Why would someone that important and powerful be with someone like you?” He asked.

“What?” She asked.

“Y/N, baby, don’t act like you don’t know. You have nothing to offer him other than that pretty face and pretty body. You should end it before he hurts you. You’re not anywhere near his level!” He admonished, “You need to be with someone like, like me.” He said and she shook her head.

“You’re unbelievable. Move.” She said shoving past him as her eyes welled up.

“Hey, hey, hey!” He ran ahead of her to block her path, “I’m not doing this to hurt your feelings or make you cry. I’m telling you the truth before it’s too late and he leaves you on your ass feeling used and stupid.” He said as he reached up and wiped her tear. “If you just gave me one more chance-”

“You’re insane if you think I want anything to do with you ever again, James.” She spat and sniffled through her tears before rushing back inside. They left shortly after and Y/N spent the whole night somehow rationalizing all of the things that James said about her. She surely wasn’t good enough for Harry.

**********

Harry could tell something was off with Y/N from the moment he got into the office on Monday. She seemed tired and shut down a bit. He tried asking her throughout the week if she needed a break or to talk and she would just plaster on a fake smile and assure him she was fine, but she was distant towards him for the past few days, her walls were up and he was beating himself up mentally over what he possibly could have done to warrant this attitude from her. So as the end of the day on Thursday approached he called her in to his offie and she wandered in, as usual, distracted momentarily by the golden sun outside of his window.

“Baby?” He said as he reached for her hand and her grip was weak as he intertwined their fingers, “You keep telling me you’re alright, but I can see that you’re not.” He broached the issue again and she just looked down at their hands together, “I’ve been going out of my mind trying to figure it out all day and I can’t think of anything. So you’ve got to tell me. Did I do something to upset you?” He asked her and she finally looked into his eyes and shook her head.

“No, Harry. Not at all, I’m just…not feeling my best today.” She explained and he frowned.

“Today? Don't give me that, it's been the whole week, love. Please tell me what happened.” He pressed as he pulled her so that he was half-seated on his desk and she was stood between his parted legs.

“Just something that happened last weekend. It just got to me is all.”

“What was it then? Hmmm?” He asked carefully and she sighed.

“Went out dancing with my friends and James was there and…I needed some fresh air and went outside and he tried to kiss me and-”

“Wait. What?” Harry asked in anger. “Why did you even go outside with him?” Harry asked, the jealousy he felt bubbling up in his veins was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

“I didn’t. He followed me and then he started saying all this stuff about how you were only with me for sex because I have nothing to offer you and basically saying that I was stupid for thinking that you could ever properly be interested in me-”

“And that’s why you’re upset?” He asked with a disbelieving tone and she nodded, “Why do you even listen to that prick, let alone hang around with him?”

“I didn’t know he was going to be there! Lisa, didn’t even invite him, he tagged along with another friend and it just got to me Harry. He knows what buttons to push and I just-”

“You doubted me. You doubted everything I’ve told you, all the things I’ve admitted to you about how I feel, all that get’s thrown out the window because your prick of an ex-boyfriend doesn’t like us together?” He scoffed as he let go of her.

“What? Harry, no-”

“And then you proceed to act all weird with me and punish me for something he did?” Y/N was growing frustrated because this had nothing to do with him and he was spinning it to make it about him. It was all about her and James exploiting insecurities he knew she had.

“You’re not listening to me, Harry!” She interrupted, but he didn’t let her continue as he continued arguing about things that weren’t even his to argue about and she got so exasperated and upset that she just groaned, “I can’t continue talking about this with you right now!” She sighed and walked out of his office and closed the door behind her. He took a few calming breaths, she was right. He couldn’t see past the fact that fucking James was there. The guy left a bad taste in his mouth from the moment he met him at the beach. He waited a few more minutes before he’d approach her again, work this out before she left for the day. He got a little distracted with some contracts that by the time he looked up it was nearly 15 minutes past the end of her shift.

“Shit.” He mumbled and hurried across his office and opened the door, fully expecting to see her sitting on her chair with her arms crossed over her chest and a pout adorning her pretty lips, waiting for him to come around. He felt disappointed and angry to find that her desk was completely bare of her belongings. She had left! She had left him without even saying goodbye and baring this weight of guilt and confusion and frustration. When Harry got home he was warring with himself to call her but his arrogance was too great for that and he just decided to go to sleep early and maybe in the morning she’d apologize for leaving him like that without even saying goodbye.

***********

The whole next day was tense and quiet. Luckily, Harry had a lot of meetings so their interactions had been few and far between. Both of them were stubborn as mules and neither of them had caved even a little bit to apologize. In Y/N’s mind this was all Harry’s fault, he was being irrational and not listening to anything. He was making this about himself when all she needed was his reassurance. She thought that he would at least make an effort to approach her before leaving and she did stick around for a little bit before realizing that he wasn’t going to. And in Harry’s mind Y/N was at fault for all of this, how could she have doubted him so? What more could he do to her to prove that he cared about her? That she was special to him, that was one of a kind. But more than that, how could she allow her ex-boyfriend to even be so near her that he almost kissed her?! Had they been dancing together? Just being her regular kind self tended to send mixed signals to those looking for even a crumb from her and maybe she just needed to stick up for herself a little bit more. Assert that she was taken - had she even told James that she was with him? Then just leaving the way she did…that really struck him as her being avoidant and immature and it had been brewing in his mind all day. It’s was nearing 5:30pm as he came back from his final meeting and was half expecting an empty desk again but she was still there, typing something out on the type writer. He couldn’t help himself as he breezed past her.

“So now you stay late.” He mumbled pettily as he walked into his office and threw the door back to close loudly. Y/N scoffed as she heard the door shut loudly behind him and her temper got the best of her as she shot up from her seat and she stomped into his office.

“I waited outside for you!” She said with a grimace.

“Ummm no, when I went back out you were already gone.” He said as he stood from his chair, arms crossed.

“Depends on when you came out, Harry. I couldn’t leave my grandfather waiting until you decided to show up.” She said.

“And you couldn’t come in and tell me you were leaving? After all, you’re the one spending nights dancing with your ex-boyfriend. If anyone owes anyone an apology it’s you to me!” He said and she scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“Are you joking Harry?”

“I’m very serious, Y/N. Why do I have to be the grown up and reach out when you were the one who was upset to begin with? You were the one acting strange with me and I did try, several times to figure out what was wrong and you blew me off, did you not?” He asked pointedly and she sighed.

“Yes, but I wasn’t ready to talk about it yet and-”

“And you couldn’t communicate that?” He asked her and she pouted, “Why is that so hard?” He asked.

“Harry, I-”

“Instead, you treated me like I had done something wrong and here I am blaming myself all day when in reality none of this is my fault and you’re just brewing and believing some stupid lies your idiot ex-boyfriend told you!” He said, very clearly frustrated with her. Harry shook his head from side to side, there was a look of disappointment in his eyes that she had never seen before, “You were acting like a child. Like an immature and spoiled child.” He said and she frowned, she wasn’t even sure what to say. He was right in that she should have communicated that she wasn’t prepared to talk to him about anything yet, but she didn’t think she was being childish. She wasn’t sure what to say and he sighed and she looked at him as he shook his head.

“Y-you’re being mean.” She said softly, she didn’t want to have a conversation like this with him. She already felt down about herself, she didn’t want him to be the one to make her feel even more awful about herself. It was purely a reactive defense mechanism of hers as she stepped back from him and turned around as she made her way towards the door.

“There you go, running away again!” He said with frustration as she reached for the door knob. “I knew this was a bad idea…” he mumbled lowly, but she heard it clear as day and she had never felt her heart break so quickly. Her eyes started blurring with tears instantly and more than anything she felt her rage building up inside of her in a way she had never felt before. She could feel the heat of her anger rushing through her veins and up to her head, hazing away any logical thought as she opened the door and turned around.

“If you’ve always thought this was such a bad idea then maybe it’s a good thing we’re through.” She responded in a venomous tone, but he still saw the tears spilling out of her eyes. And despite his urge to rush after her his pride beckoned him to stay put and so he did and with a disappointed look she slammed the door loudly. He felt his heart breaking as her words processed and his own eyes started tearing up, but maybe this was for the best, it’s best when he’s alone. No one to hurt him or for him to hurt, no one to disappoint him or for him to disappoint…he cared about her too much to allow her to hurt him, he didn’t want to remember her that way. And on top of that, she was too special for him to hurt her, he didn’t want that to be her memory of him. Maybe it was good that it was over before they even got started.

**********

Lisa had been Y/N’s first call after she broke up with Harry. She was just so angry at what he had said. He clearly regretted ever going there with her so what was the point in fighting for it? She had pretended everything was fine with her grandparents, she didn’t want to tell them just yet. She wanted to be at peace with her decision and she was sure the weekend Lisa planned would help with that. She packed a bag and said goodbye to her grandparents and then got into Joey’s car with Lisa, they were going straight to the bar. She had a few drinks and was plenty drunk when they decided on a venue change, she wasn’t even paying attention to where they had ended up since they had parked a bit far from the place, but when they were let inside of the venue she realized they were at Whisky A-Go-Go. At first she just let it roll off her shoulders as they danced and sang along to the music, but the more drunk she got the more everything in her started to hurt with the memories she had of Harry there. And then, almost like that first night, This is a Man’s World came on and it froze her in her spot, but instead of feeling excitement she felt the tears start to roll down her face as she remembered the way Harry had danced with her. How electric and magnificent and right it felt to finally be up close to him. How it felt like lighting had struck her as their eyes met. She felt hollow and as Lisa turned to her she frowned.

“Oh, Y/N!” She said pulling her into a hug and Y/N just broke down crying. She overheard her tell Joey that it was probably time to go home and so they made their way out of the building and Joey would bring the car around as they waited outside.

“This is all my fault, Lisa.” Y/N whimpered.

“Shhh, shhhh, it’s not. You guys had an argument-”

“But I ended it!” She cried. It hadn’t even been a day and already this was unbearable.

“He also shouldn’t have said what he said, Y/N. You were both angry and hurt, sometimes we say stupid things when we’re upset.”

“I need to see him and say I’m sorry.” She sniffled.

“Maybe give him a call tomorrow-”

“I know where he lives, can you take me there?”

“Are you sure that’s the best thing?”

“No, but I just need to try.” She said and Lisa nodded.

“Yeah, alright we can try.” She said. It wasn’t even midnight, so she decided there was no harm in it. And despite her drunkenness, Y/N got them up the hill to Harry’s neighborhood.

“Holy shit.” Joey mumbled as he slowly rolled through the streets.

“S’that one on the left.” She pointed out with a slight slur to a house that was huge.

“Are you sure?” Lisa asked.

“Of course I’m sure! My boyfriend lives here!” She scoffed and then started crying, “Ex-boyfriend actually.” She then started sobbing and Joey made a u-turn to stop in front of the gate.

“I’ll help her.” Lisa said to Joey and he nodded. She then helped Y/N out of the car and through the gate surrounding the property. She walked her up the long drive way and then she saw his car in the roofed over stall.

“This thing here opens up somewhere…” Y/N struggled as she felt around the little fence. Lisa was still in awe as she looked out into the back of the home.

“Where’s the door?”

“There’s not a door! Isn’t that silly?” She laughed loudly through her tears and Lisa giggled as well, “Ah, there we are!” She exclaimed in excitement as she unlatched the lock to the fence and they stepped inside. Lisa looked around and all there was, was pool and windows. She saw a light on at the far end of the home and the television on as well. “C’mon.” Y/N insisted as she made towards the little bridge.

“Oh no you don’t, not in the state you’re in.” She giggled, plus it was a bit dark out, “Harry!” She called loudly and Y/N brought her finger up to her lips.

“Shhhh!”

“Stop it, I just want him to come and get you.” She assured, “Harry? Are you home?” She called out again and from a distance she saw his head pop up from the room with the television. He opened the sliding door with a confused look, “Harry? It’s Lisa!” She called out and he switched on the lights and they all squinted at the brightness of the exterior lights and he made his way over. He was already in his pajamas and Lisa tried her best to hold Y/N upright.

“What’re you doing here?” He asked Y/N and then Lisa.

“She’s a little bit drunk and she was crying and asking to come here. I’m sorry, I knew it wasn’t a good idea, I just felt so bad.” Lisa said and Y/N’s eyes were closed as she leaned on her friend, the last drinks were hitting her intensely right about now and she groaned. As Lisa’s words processed Harry almost heard back aloud how he had said almost something similar to Y/N, about them not being a good idea. He was just moping about all night, he had cried plenty and was beyond feeling anything. Y/N then started crying again and Lisa frowned as she pet at her hair.

“She’s really torn up about how things…ended.” Lisa said carefully and Harry felt pain rip through him as he heard that from Lisa’s mouth. Y/N had told Lise that they had ended things and he wondered if she had told her grandparents too. His eyes soften upon seeing her.

“No, it’s alright. I’ve got her, thank you Lisa.” Harry said and she nodded.

“She was going to spend the night with me, she’s got a bag in the car, should I bring it?”

“That’d be great, thank you. I’m just going to get her settled here in the bedroom.” Lisa nodded and Harry reached for Y/N and gently picked her up and Lisa took off. As soon as she was buried in his scent she started to whimper again, wetting the crook of his neck with her tears.

“Baby, I’m so sorry. M’so sorry.” She slurred over and over as he carried her to his bedroom.

“Shhh, s’alright. I’ve got you.” He assured her as his own eyes welled up with tears as he went into the bedroom and set her down on the bed. She clung to his neck as he started to back away.

“Please don’t leave.” She whimpered.

“I need to go get your things from Lisa, OK? I’ll be back in a tick.” He assured and she reluctantly let him go. He hurried out and met Lisa by the gate and he helped her back in the car and thanked her and Joey for bringing Y/N by before he headed inside and set her things down beside the bed before taking a seat beside her, “Look at the state you’re in.” He sighed as he rubbed over her legs tenderly and she started apologizing again, “Shhhh, petal.” He said and suddenly she shot up.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” She said and he helped her into the bathroom and held her hair up as she started to throw up. He didn’t have a weak stomach for these things, but he knelt behind her and rubbed at her back with his other hand until she was all done. She moved and leaned back onto the edge of the tub.

“I’m going to grab your toothbrush.” He said and she nodded. He soon returned and she rinsed off her face and brushed her teeth and he brought in her pajamas. She thanked him and shut the door. Harry went off to grab her some water and just as he was setting it on the bedside table she opened up the bathroom door, “Feeling better?”

“I’m still dizzy.” She said as she approached the bed and he lifted the covers as she slipped in. There was a silence between them for a moment and she looked in his eyes, they were just as full of sadness as hers, “I’m so sorry, Harry. For everything. I was so hurt by what you said and-”

“We can talk about it tomorrow, alright? Just rest for now.” He said.

“You promise?”

“Yes.” He nodded and she hummed.

“Gonna stay here with me?” She asked and he sighed.

“Not tonight, petal.” He shook his head and she frowned, “It’s not because I don’t want to. I just don’t think it’s a good idea. I don’t want anything to escalate before we get a proper chance to talk, alright?” He said and she was still pouting but nodded and turned away to nuzzle into the pillows and he frowned, “Y/N.”

“It’s fine. Good night.” She mumbled and he sighed and reached to turn off the light before standing and heading to the neighboring room.

Harry hardly slept a wink all night. It was early in the morning when he snuck in to check on Y/N who was cozied up in his bed, fast asleep and he grabbed his guitar and headed outside and plopped himself down on a lounge chair and started playing a bit to ease his mind.

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When Y/N woke up her head was absolutely pounding. She immediately reached for the glass of water Harry placed beside the bed and then got up to wash her face and brush her teeth. She wandered over to the other bedroom and saw it was empty and as she pushed aside the curtain to peek outside she saw him on one of the lounges with his guitar. She walked through the house and finally came out by the living room, the door was already open and she came up behind him as he faced the cityscape. The sky was a bit overcast and as she came closer she heard him singing softly.

“Imagine me and you, I do. I think about you day and night, it’s only right to think about the girl you love and hold her tight. So happy together. If I should call you up, invest a dime and you say you belong to me , and ease my mind imagine how the world could be, so very fine, so happy together.” He faded out and she smiled as he started the chorus.

“I can’t see me loving nobody but you, for all my life-” she jumped in and he turned around when he heard her hop in and stopped.

“How are you feeling?” He asked her as he put down his guitar carefully.

“Like shit.” She said, “Physically and emotionally.” She said and he frowned.

“Oh petal, come here.” He said making space beside him and she quickly took the invitation and sat beside him and he grabbed her hand, “I’m sorry. You kept apologizing last night, but I should be the one to apologize. I took it too far and I… I swear , baby-” he said turning towards her, “Being with you was the best decision I’ve ever made.” He said and she sniffled as he grabbed her face, “I’m so in love with you and that’s… so terrifying because I’ve been hurt before. Sometimes when people get too close I start to try and find ways to keep them from getting closer, but I don’t want that for us.” He said and her heart was hammering at his confession.

“Wait. You’re in love with me?” She asked and he nodded.

“Isn’t it obvious?” He asked and she shook her head, “Well then, I haven’t done a great job of showing it.” He said and she smiled.

“I love you too.” She whispered and he smiled and kissed her lips gently, “I promise I wasn’t doubting you with everything that James said and I wasn’t dancing with him. He followed me out and things started out like a normal conversation. He had brought a date and so I told him I was glad that we had both moved on he asked who I was with and I said you and he just started hitting me where it hurts.” She explained and he frowned, “I wasn’t doubting you, I was doubting me-”

“Baby no.” he said and she sighed.

“It’s hard to not listen to the bad stuff sometimes. And I’m also sorry for just…ending things like that. I also get scared to let people in and sometimes letting them go before they get too close does seem like the best safeguard, but it’s lonely.” She said and he nodded, “I don’t want to be alone anymore.” She said and he smiled.

“Neither do I, baby.” He whispered.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Why did you leave England?” He sighed.

“Heartbreak.” He said and she frowned, “She made me believe that she loved me and that we were endgame. But ummm… in the end she chose someone else and I couldn’t… I couldn’t cope and needed a new start.” He said honestly.

“I’m sorry, Harry.”

“I’m not. If it weren’t for that I never would have met you. I thought I had loved before but what I felt then is nowhere near what I feel for you.” He admitted and she smiled as he said that and his face turned serious again, “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“I’ve always wanted to ask but ummm, I wasn’t sure if I could-”

“Is it my parents?” She asked and he nodded, “Well my mom had me really young, she’s my grandparents’ daughter. She was only 19 when she had me. Got pregnant by some college boy from out of state, he graduated and was never seen again. She would contact him for birthdays and holidays, but he didn’t want anything to do with us. And well my mom, she got really sick and passed away, I was only two, nearly three. Grandma told me it was fast, it wasn’t even a year.”

“I’m so sorry.” He whispered and she shook her head.

“I don’t remember her all that much, just little things. She was frail, so my grandma did most of the heavy lifting with me and would look after me, so in a way she’s the one that was always there. But she always made sure I knew who my mom was and that she was irreplaceable.” She explained, “I never want to lose anyone again like that and it’s scary to think of losing my grandparents, they’re my family.” She said and he nodded in understanding, “And sometimes I get scared too, what if something untimely happens to me and-and I never lived or loved…but then I think, if I live and love too much, won’t that make leaving the world that much harder?” She reasoned, “That’s why I run away too, because I’m scared to lose what I love so much.” She whispered and he grabbed her face and kissed her gently.

“I never intend on losing you.” He whispered assertively, “Just this tiny taste of life without you has been awful and bitter and I never want to feel this way again.” He insisted, “I love you. I’m not going anywhere.” He assured and she just kissed him ardently. Every fiber in his being tingled as their lips met. There were utterances of apologies and declarations of love as their lips met and pulled apart. “Want to go to the bedroom?” He mumbled against her lips and she nodded. He picked her up and they stumbled together through the house until they fell back on his head and their kisses slowed down as he moved to remove her top before ridding his body of his own

“I love you.” She breathed out as their faces hovered close together and he smiled.

“I love you too.” He responded, “You sure you want to do this now?” He checked in and she nodded.

“Yes. We had our first fight, it’s only right we properly make up.” She responded and he smiled.

“You’re not wrong about that.” He concurred, “I’m goin to go slow, alright?” She nodded with him as he went back to kissing her.

Harry took his time to worship her body with his lips. He kissed at her neck, her chest, her breasts, her stomach and worked his way up her thighs, asking for permission before he removed her bottoms. She didn’t hesitate to allow him to remove them. His kisses and whispered praises had done plenty to work her up and she was quite literally vibrating with need for him. Her fingers were tangling in his curls as she guided him to her center and he grinned as she bucked up to him, keening desperately for him to get his mouth on her.

“Patience, baby. I’m going.” He assured her, his words muffled by the skin of her thighs as he kissed up them and gripped under her knees and pushed them up, baring her completely for him and he delved right in. Delicately kissing at the sticky creases of her skin and using his tongue to spread her arousal through her core. Her soft whines of pleasure egged him to keep going and her tug on his hair were the perfect little bite of pain he needed to go feral. He traveled up to her swollen little button and flicked his tongue over it rhythmically, building her up.

“Oh my god!” She gasped and he moaned against her, relishing in her taste before letting one of her legs go to get his fingers inside. She shuddered as she felt his fingers rubbing at her entrance and he gently started pushing them in, opening her up for what was coming next. She mewled as he pumped his fingers in time with his licks at her clit, it was making her breathing uneven and for a wonderful pressure to start to form in her belly. She didn’t tone down her sounds of appreciation for the work he was putting in. His own moans were mixing with her sounds and it added more fuel to the fire he was stoking inside of her. It was incredibly erotic knowing that he too was enjoying this. It was int he way he buried his face deeper or shook his head back and forth to create more friction, ever bit of what he did was perfection, “I-I’m so close!” She cried out, her hips started to buck in time with the deep pumps of his fingers, chasing after the feeling so wanted so badly. She was teetering there and her breath was hitching and just before she could start crashing he pulled his mouth away and stilled his finger. She griped out in frustration and he smiled as he felt her bucking up against his fingers, trying her hardest to not let the feeling fade, “Harry!” She sobbed out in frustration and he hummed before he sucked her little bud into his mouth and she shivered against him. Once again, he built her up only to let go at the very last second and she was very vocal about her frustration.

“I told you I was going to take my time.” He reminded her as he kissed up her tummy and she huffed as his lips came back to hers and he grinned, “You’re so impatient, baby. I haven’t even been close to coming and you don’t see me fussing about it.” He teased with a grin.

“But I don’t tease you the way you tease me.” She reminded and he chuckled.

“Baby, it’s not teasing if I’m going to follow through.” He reminded her with a smile and she huffed as he kissed her lips gently, “Ready for me?” He asked and she nodded.

“More than.” She assured him and he smiled as he reached over to the bedside drawer for a condom and got it on. She was on edge as he guided his erection through her slick warmth. He wanted to melt right into her and stay with her forever. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and then leveled down so that their eyes were gazing into each others and then she felt as he adjusted himself, his cock was so hard that he didn’t even need to guide it down to her opening. He gently pressed in and her lips parted in a soft moan, her eyes growing hazy.

“Look at me, Y/N/ Right at me, baby.” He panted against her lips and she tried her best as he thrust further into her, he swallowed down her pretty breathy sounds, mumbling I love you’s as he watched her face as she took him whole. She easily opened right up for him as he sunk in all the way in with a groan rumbling through his chest as he bottomed out.

“You’re so deep.” She whimpered as her walls pulsed around him, drawing him in further, “Oh my god!” She mewled. He just slightly pulled back and sunk back into her hard and slow. She felt dizzy as he reached that part of her that only he seemed to get to, it was making her eyes roll back and for her legs to quake around his hips. His thrusts were slow and deep, allowing for them to remain close. This is how they were making up and it was absolutely beautiful. His heavy breaths would roll into her neck and against her mouth as she clutched at his back and bum, nails raking down his beautifully and unmarred skin.

“You’re so perfect. So perfect.” He grunted and she moaned as her head dug deeper against the pillow as her back started to arch up, her chest pressed into his own and he could feel her pebbled nippled gliding around his skin as her breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts. It was a wonderful feeling, he needed to be closer. His lips crashed into hers and he started sitting up, she instinctually followed, “Get on top, baby.” He said and she nodded, he pulled her close and she guided herself down onto him and she hurried her face into the crook of his neck because now it was far too deep, it was a little hard getting used to it and her legs wrapped right around him and he hugged around her waist. He wasn’t thrusting up and she wasn’t moving either, he just wanted to be inside. When she’d gotten used to it she started grinding against him, gasping with every movement, it was too much.

“Oh baby, I’m gonna come!” She cried out and he grabbed her hair and pulled her out of the crook of his neck so that they were face to face, breathing in time. He started thrusting up into her and was starting to also crumble in on himself as her tight, hot walls massaged and milked his cock.

“Please, need to feel you.” He panted and she started going faster, breathing erratically as he eyes started to roll back until she was moaning into his mouth as the hot coils of her pleasure wound up as tight as they could go. She felt every bit of her body start to pulse with the waves of her pleasure coursing through her body. His breathing started to shallow as he also started to whither, she was hotter and slicker and he was breaking out in goosebumps as his own moans poured into her parted mouth. His strong arms hugged her even closer, their bodies nearly overheating as they finished together. They were both coming down slowly, Y/N felt hazy and now that her distraction was gone she felt her headache again and he kissed her forehead as her eyes fluttered shut. They clung to each other like that as he softened up inside of her. They held each other and whispered sweet nothings to each other because neither of them were quite ready to let go yet, they just got under the covers and cuddled in each other’s embrace for a little while.

“I’m so happy we’re OK again.” She whispered, “I love you so much.”

“I do too, love. And I hope you know that this is just the beginning for us. We have our whole lives ahead of us for our love to grow.” He whispered against her warm shoulder and the implications of that were making butterflies swarm in her tummy.

“You think you’d be able to love me for your whole life?” She asked with a teasing smile on her mouth and he grinned as he planted a kiss to her shoulder.

“Oh baby, of course. Loving you’s as easy as breathing.” He assured happily and she smiled, very satisfied with his answer and proceeded to pull his hand up to kiss the top of it.

“I’m gonna love you for your whole life too, Harry.” She promised quietly and he hummed as he hugged her tighter.

He wasn’t kidding when he said this was that beginning of them. Harry wanted everything with her and he was more than willing to work on his shortcomings and overcome his fears if it meant having a future with her. He grinned against her skin as he decided that he was absolutely going to make Y/N his wife.

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Wonderful World - Part 2^

Part 2 is here! This one's got some heavier topics discussed, so please be mindful of that! I did throw in a little bit of comic relief, but still it's going to go into the bullying that Celeste is enduring.

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Warnings: bullying, mentions of homophobic slurs, physical acts of aggression, grief and loss, cheating/infidelity suspicions

WC: 12k

Diana woke up gasping for air and immediately sat up with a hand over her chest. She could hear her heartbeat pounding loud and fast and her palm could feel the steady rhythm thumping of her heartbeat against it. She could feel a sort of a cold and somber air engulfing her and it made her feel so alone and sad. Her skin was covered in goosebumps and she closed her eyes to try and take a few calming breaths, like she tended to do when these nightmares would make appearances. She actually hadn’t had one in a few years now… that was probably why she was probably having a hard time shaking the feeling.

It was probably because Harry had brought up Celeste’s dad, Wesley. He had likely been stuck in her subconscious and of course, she had to dream of him. It’s not that she didn’t think of him ever, he was her daughter’s father, but what happened to him had messed her up for a while. And with a lot of therapy, hard work, and time she had learned to focus on the good things and moments that they had. She had been able to heal from losing him so abruptly, but sometimes the bad things would creep in. Grief was a long journey, the void a person leaves can never really be filled, no one is replaceable, each person is unique and their light is their own. And truly, no one could replicate or replace the person that Wesley was.

Diana’s tears started to stream down her face and she bent her knees against her chest as she cried quietly, letting herself feel the hurt of loss. After crying a few minutes she switched on her bedside lamp, got out of bed quietly, and made her way into her closet. She had a box with her memories from school, yearbooks, notes, photos… she pulled her little step-stool out from under her hanging clothes to get it off from the high shelf in there and pulled it down before setting it on the bed. As she opened it up she looked through the year books and grabbed the one from her senior year in high school. Diana climbed onto the bed leaned back into her pillows as she opened up the cover and smiled immediately as she saw the big note Wesley had signed onto the cover. She read over his sweet message, promising that no matter where life took them, he would always love her. She would still get butterflies when she thought about the night he verbalized that he liked her; she had been too oblivious to see it at first. She smiled as she let herself remember the night - it had been a good night.

March, 2005

Diana was squeezing her hands together as Wesley anxiously opened up the envelope from UCLA. His parents were hovering over him, also anxiously waiting for what the letter inside would say. He had also been in contact with one of the football coaches, so if he got accepted into the school he would certainly be given a try-out, he hadn’t started the recruiting process until late due to an injury he obtained in the middle of the season, but the Bruins still wanted him after seeing him play his Junior year. He was tall, lean, and exceptionally fast - all great attributes of a wide receiver. His friendly brown eyes met her own and she smiled and nodded, urging him to open up the envelope. He took a deep breath and pulled out the letter. The tension was high as he unfolded the letter and started to read. He didn’t even have to say anything before she squealed with excitement, the sparkle in Wesley’s eyes said it all.

“I got in!” He exclaimed with a bright smile and his mom jumped up and down as his dad hugged around his shoulders, rocking them a bit. After his parents congratulated him he reached his hand out towards Diana’s and she took it as he squeezed it with a bright smile as he shook his head in disbelief.

“Thank you.” He said and she shook her head.

“It was all you. I just help you get a little organized.” She shrugged.

“You did much more than that, honey.” Wesley’s mom, Gloria said as she came over and hugged Diana from behind, this made Diana giggle, “Tell your parents that you’ll be late, we’re going out to celebrate! I’m going to get changed!” Gloria said excitedly before heading out of the room, “Darell, change your shirt! It’s ugly!” Gloria called from somewhere else in the house and Darell shook his head before heading out.

“Diana Beltran…” Wesley smiled and she grinned.

“Wesley Benoit?” She said inquisitively with a smile.

“Seriously, if you hadn’t tutored me all last summer I wouldn’t have gotten in…” He said and she shook her head.

“Football, Wes. They want you.”

“They’ll only give me a scholarship if I kill it in tryouts. After what happened with my knee in October they need to make sure I can still play. And well, if I don’t get on the team then it’s fine, I can still go to UCLA with Micah and Sione.” He said of his best friends, “And that wouldn’t be possible without you. So thank you.” He said and she smiled.

“I was happy to help.” She assured.

Truly, Diana and Wesley were from completely different worlds. He was a popular football jock and she was one of the shy, brainiac, choir geeks. Despite his status, Wesley wasn’t an asshole, none of his main friends were actually, so having to tutor him wasn’t all that hard. From the beginning, his GPA wasn’t bad, Wesley was smart, but his academics didn’t really stand out and in order to get into UCLA without football he needed to have an advantage. So he was taking college transferrable classes over the summer before senior year and he needed help when they were a bit more rigorous than he anticipated. Diana was on track to being valedictorian, so naturally, she was the one he reached out to for help. After spending countless hours together over the summer they became friends and well, he had kissed her over Christmas break, when they met because he had gotten her a Christmas gift. It hadn’t happened again though and well, Diana did like him. He flirted and was sweet and considerate of her and she certainly had a crush on him, but once he didn’t make a move again she had figured it was one sided.

Soon they were heading off to eat and dinner had been great. There were lots of laughing and talking and more importantly, there was an air of comfort and love that she didn’t really feel at home, especially after her brother left to Carnegie Mellon. This was one of the many things that she loved about being around Wesley, being around him and his family was like being in a big hug - so warm, loving, and accepting - all the things that she didn’t really get from her own parents. Eventually, they were dropping her off at home and she was thanking them all for their kindness before getting out of the car.

“Baby, walk her to the door! Be a gentleman!” Gloria said to Wesley and he smiled at Diana who was blushing.

“I was going to anyway.” He said as he undid his seatbelt. And soon he was leaving her at the door as he hugged her tight. He was engulfing her in his embrace, he was 6’1” and she was a mere 5’3” - well 5’2.5” but who’s counting? As they broke apart he smiled down at her, there was a look in his eyes that made her smirk.

“If you thank me one more time I’m go-”

“I was actually wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me?” He asked and her smile dropped.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. I mean, I’d get it if you don’t want to-”

“Wait why? I mean you never…said anything.” She mused and he chuckled.

“What do you mean? I kissed you! You’re the one who never said anything.” He smiled and she shrugged.

“I thought it was just a fluke or something.” She said as he grabbed her hands in his large warm ones.

“Not a fluke. Fully intentional. I like you, Diana. I like you a lot. Please go out with me.” He said and she smiled.

“OK.” She whispered and he laughed happily as he hugged her tight and spun her around a few times before kissing her forehead.

“I’ll plan something and let you know, OK?”

“Sounds good.” She grinned with excitement, “Thanks again for tonight and congrats.”

“Thank you. When does Columbia send their letters?”

“April.” She said and he hummed.

“Well when you get it, we’ll also do something nice for you, OK?”

“OK. Night.” She said as he started walking backwards towards the car.

“Night!” He smiled brightly before getting back in the car and as soon as she let herself into her house they took off. Diana felt her entire heart pounding and her stomach doing flips. Wes liked her! He liked her! And they were going to go on a date.

****Flashback over****

There were a couple tears streaming down her face that she quickly wiped away as she thought about their first date. They had gone to one of those conveyer belt sushi restaurants and they sucked at it, but they had had a lot of fun. And that’s really all it was, though their relationship had only lasted four short months, it was fun and filled with so much joy. It was the first time that she had ever really been happy for that long, without anything being able to burst her bubble and it was heaven. She giggled as she continued flipping through the yearbook, sputtering a laugh through her tears as she saw a picture of them at the senior ditch day, where they were asleep beside each other on their backs, surrounded by a flock of seagulls because their friends had laid out a bunch of snacks around their towels and of course, the class photographer had taken a picture of the insane moment. Then she moved on to the pictures of the senior prom and the graduation…she was in a lot more pictures after she and Wes started dating. Diana had always thought that she’d only be in the portrait section and group photo for the school choir, but Wesley taught her to enjoy life too and once she learned that balance she was able to continue achieving it all the time now. Eventually, her eyes started growing heavy and she was soon fast asleep again.

“Mom?” Diana heard Celeste’s voice and blinked her eyes open slowly, they felt heavy and her vision was a bit blurry.

“Yes, what’s wrong?” She asked pushing herself up to sit.

“Nothing, your alarm has been ringing for the past five minutes.” Celeste said and then looked at the box at the foot of the bed and yearbook that was beside her mom, “Are you OK?”

“Yes, cariño. I was just missing your dad a little bit last night.” She explained and Celeste nodded. She had never really asked a lot about him because she never knew him or even her grandparents from his side. She was used to it just being her and her mom.

“Can I see?” She asked and Diana nodded as she reached for the yearbook and flipped through it, landing on the picture of them from the prom and handing it over to Celeste who immediately smiled.

“He’s so tall!” She smiled.

“Now you know where you get it from.” Diana said quietly as her daughter took in the photo before her, “You’re like a perfect mix of us. You kind of look like me, but you’ve got the same gorgeous smile, one of his best features.” Diana said as she tucked a strand of hair behind Celeste’s ear.

“What was your favorite thing about him?” She asked before looking to her mom, taking full advantage that Diana was being this open about him. Wesley was not someone she talked about all that much, it made her sad and angry for so many reasons, she didn’t like to get caught up in fighting a battle that his family had unfortunately lost. Her need for justice was so great and it made her angry for a really long time, she still hated the man who had so recklessly taken his life and for a long time every time she thought of Wesley it would get clouded over by that and that’s why she was so reluctant to talk about him. She didn’t want to remember him and remember a tragedy all the time.

“He was literally the nicest guy on the planet. I’ve never met anyone with such a gentle heart.” She explained to Celeste, “He was one of the most popular guys in school but he never used that to make other people feel less than him. He was just the brightest light.” Diana smiled, “I don’t know if I’ll ever meet anyone like that again.” She said and Celeste smiled.

“H-how did he die?” She asked carefully.

“It was a car accident.” Diana said and Celeste frowned.

“I’m sorry, mom.” She said as she grabbed Diana’s hand.

“It’s OK, it was a long time ago.” She swallowed thickly, “It just still hurts sometimes.” She explained and Celeste nodded in understanding, “And I know that I don’t really talk about him, but if you have questions about him or us you can ask. I’ve never said it before, but I don’t want you to feel like you can’t ask if you are curious.” Diana said and Celeste nodded, “Also, your therapist might ask about your dad at some point so you can ask me things if that’s something that comes up.” She said. Diana knew Harry might ask Celeste about this since he had asked her and she had completely ignored his question. It might not be all that professional on his end to get information about him from Celeste, but the curiosity would get the best of her if she were in his position, so she would understand.

“OK. I love you, mom.” Celeste said softly, her pretty brown eyes focusing deep into her mother’s.

“I love you too, mamita. Now, we need to get ready for the day.” Diana sighed and Celeste nodded and shut the yearbook before handing it over and soon they were separating and going about their routines for the morning.

*********

Celeste was glad that her mom had opened the door to the topic of her dad. She had never done that before, she had talked about him a few times and she knew that he had died, but not how - she still wanted to know more. What about his parents? Did he have any? Did he have siblings? How long were her parents together that it was still hard for her mom to talk about him? There were a lot of questions brewing in her mind and because of that she had been distracted and didn’t notice that the girls who had been giving her a hard time in school lately were all against the wall of lockers nearest to hers and before she knew it she was tripping and landing roughly onto the ground.

“What the hell, Megan?!” Geri reprimanded the girl laughing with her little clique of friends after tripping Celeste as Oswald, they called him Ozzy, helped Celeste up.

“It wasn’t on purpose!” The girl creased her eyebrows down in offense at being called out for her malicious behavior.

“Sure.” Geri rolled her eyes and Megan just turned around and laughed as she and her friends walked off, “Are you OK?” Geri asked Celeste and she nodded despite the slight pout that was on her face.

“I’m fine.” Celeste grumbled as she proceeded to open up her locker.

“Did you tell your mom about what they did on Monday?” Ozzy asked and Celeste shook her head.

“Girl…” Geri said with concern and Celeste shook her head.

“It’ll be fine, I got a therapist now and he can help me deal, OK? He promised he won’t say anything to my mom unless I give him permission and-”

“That’s not how it works, if you’re in danger they can say whatever they want to your mom!”

“I’m not in danger, guys. She just-”

“Violently elbowed you in the ribs during PE!” Geri said and Celeste sighed.

“We were playing soccer and-”

“You were on the same team! And you have a bruise.” Geri reminded and Celeste sighed.

“I don’t want to make it worse. Maybe I accidentally did something to her and-”

“When?! She came from another middle school! There’s no way She’s just a bully and who knows what she will do next time!” Ozzy added in and Celeste sighed.

“Look, I will talk to my therapist about it and see what he says about it.”

“How is anyone supposed to do anything about it if no one knows?”

“It’ll be fine. Please, just drop it guys.” Celeste shut her locker and rushed off to class.

She had no idea why this girl was so set on being mean to her. It started about two months into school and it was weighing her down. She would find mean notes in her locker, with hateful slurs written at times, around October the notes stopped, but the aggressions started becoming physical and were sporadic. But now, twice in one week? Celeste was scared and worried about what would happen if they ran into each other in the hallway or bathroom alone. What was this girl capable of? And her biggest question of all was why her? It made her blood boil, but she knew better than to do anything back, though deep inside she wanted to retaliate sometimes because it wasn’t fair. She didn’t want to stoop down to Megan’s level, her friends wouldn’t even let her if she tried thankfully, but it was challenging to not feel like exploding sometimes.

All day, there were these micro-aggressions aimed at her whenever their paths would unfortunately cross, Celeste felt that her day couldn’t end sooner and finally, when the last bell rang she was walking over to the bathroom when Geri rushed over to her.

“You don’t want to go in there.” She said tugging Celeste towards the lockers instead.

“Why?”

“Because they wrote something about you in the stall. One of the girls in my class just posted it on instagram.” Geri said with a frown, “I’m on there too, but it’s better not to give it importance. That’s why they’re all rushing in there.” She explained as more girls kept rushing in.

“What did it say?” Celeste asked.

“Just that we’re together-together but in the derogatory kind of phrasing.” Geri said and Celeste’s eyebrows creased together in confusion at what she meant to say, “Rhymes with the word ‘hike’…” Geri said lowly.

“Oh…I was thinking of the other one.” She said, “OK, I mean that’s not insulting, you’re gorgeous.” Celeste smiled at her friend and Geri smiled. Geri wasn’t all that feminine in her physical expression, since about 5th grade she just didn’t like things that are traditionally considered feminine so it had been a longstanding thing for people in school to just assume that she wasn’t straight. Geri wasn’t sure what she was yet - she hadn’t ever really paid much attention to attraction - Celeste nor Ozzy cared about it, that was Geri’s thing to figure out and they cared for her regardless. But again, people were just mean when they didn’t understand things and now they had started a rumor that she and Geri were together, but that didn’t bother Celeste nor Geri.

“Why thank you, so are you.” Geri grinned and they looped arms as they headed off to their lockers together. As soon as Celeste’s locker came into view Megan and her little posse were seen just a few feet away waiting. Geri’s locker was just across the walkway from Celeste’s. “Do you want me to go up with you?”

“It’s OK, you’re just across the hall, it’s fine.” She assured and Geri nodded before they split up. Celeste exhaled as she walked up to her locker and just got to working on the combination.

“So it’s true, you and the freak across the hall are together…” Megan said as she walked up to Celeste’s open locker.

“Don’t act like it wasn’t you who wrote it, Megan.” Celeste huffed out in irritation.

“Oh no, that wasn’t me! But whoever it was had to have seen something between you two. That’s wrong, you know? It’s gross.” Megan said and her friends agreed lowly and the rage that had been at a steady simmer all day was getting to its boiling point in Celeste’s body and she turned to Megan and scoffed.

“You sound stupid saying something so discriminatory, Megan, so just shut up.” Celeste seethed and Megan smirked.

“You wouldn’t be this upset if it wasn’t true.”

“Any human being with compassion and a brain would be upset for you saying something like that about how or who people should love. It’s ignorant. Now if that’s it, please leave.” Celeste huffed and turned back to put her books in her locker.

“Did you just call me ignorant?” Megan asked and Celeste rolled her eyes as she continued moving things in and out of her locker, “Hello!? I’m still talking to you!” She pushed again and Celeste continued ignoring her, Geri was now making her way through the people walking past and to Celeste’s locker, “I said I’m still talking to you!” Megan growled and slammed the locker door shut and Celeste gasped as her eyes started welling up when the metal harshly crushed her fingers before it bounced back.

“Oh shit!” Megan’s friend, Carleigh gasped and they started laughing as they hurried away.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Geri shouted after them as Celeste’s tears started to fall as the pain started radiating through her hand, “Hey, can you bed your fingers?” She asked Celeste who tried and winced as more tears fell down her face and she shook her head.

“Hardly.” She swallowed as she sniffled.

“C’mon, let’s go to the nurse’s office.” Geri said and helped grab the last thing Celeste needed from her locker and then they were off to the nurse.

“Oh my god, what happened?!” The woman asked as Geri escorted a crying Celeste in.

“I accidentally slammed my locker door closed on my hand.” Celeste sniffled and Geri looked at her.

“Celeste.” She said with disappointment and the nurse frowned at the interaction.

“Did someone do this to you?” The nurse asked Celeste and she sighed.

“No. It was an accident.” Celeste insisted.

“Hon, you can be honest with me. If someone did this to you-”

“It was an accident.” She assured through her tears and the woman nodded and proceeded to check out her fingers. They were getting swollen and apart from wrapping them up there was nothing she could really do but give her some pain medication and ice them.

“You’ll probably need to get them x-rayed to make sure they’re not broken.” The woman said and Celeste nodded and was soon hurrying out of the office with Geri on her tail.

“Celeste!” Geri rushed after her, calling her name, “Hey! Why didn’t you say anything? What was that?!”

“Geri, I don’t want to make it worse! Megan is just a bitch!” Celeste cried, not really concerned for having said a curse word.

“She might have broken your fingers! How are you supposed to play guitar or do your homework or-”

“Please, Geri, just drop it!” Celeste shouted and turned around and walked off.

“Hey, I’ve been looking for you guys everywhere. Where’s Celeste going? We have jazz combo.” Ozzy asked with confusion.

“Megan slammed her fingers with her locker door but she told the nurse she did it herself by accident. Think she’s gonna call her mom to pick her up.”

“Oh my god, is she alright?”

“No, she’s pissed. I called her out on it so I think she needs a little space, you can call her later. C’mon.” Geri said and Ozzy spared one more glance to Celeste before he followed Geri off to the band room.

**********

“So they’re not broken?” Diana asked the doctor at the urgent care once again.

“No, the knuckle is likely bruised though, so you will be swollen and in pain for a few days at the very least or a couple weeks at the most.” He told Celeste, “Just continue taking medication and icing them. Elevate them when you can,” He informed them and Diana nodded. “I would encourage you to try and minimize movement as much as you can. I’m going to tape them now and mom, I’m going to show you how to do it, OK? Pay close attention.” The older man said and Diana decided to just record to ensure she didn’t get it wrong. “The first few days here will be the worst of it, so as long as you’re in pain wrap them up. There shouldn’t be pain after a week, if it persists we’ll need to take another look.”

“How long until she’s fully healed? She plays guitar.” Diana shared.

“Typically 2 to 4 weeks, depending on how well you’re looking after yourself. The longer you let ‘em rest the sooner you can get back to your guitar.” The man said and Celeste nodded. After another fifteen minutes they were getting back into the car and heading off.

“I’ll call Justin when we get home and tell him no guitar for a few weeks.”

“Yeah…” Celeste sighed as she rested her head on the window and Diana frowned.

“Ay mi amorcito, you’ll be better soon. Don’t be so hard on yourself, it was just an accident.” Diana confronted her.

Upon hearing that though Celeste’s anger started to flare up again because it hadn’t been an accident at all. Megan had meant to harm her and it was her fault that she had to cancel guitar. That was her favorite part of the week! She had never felt so enraged or helpless in her life and it made her feel so overwhelmed because all she wanted to do was be mean back, but she knew that, that wasn’t a good solution! That wasn’t going to help anything and it made her so upset because she felt stuck. She could tell, but she was scared of what would happen. What more Megan would do to her if she told and she didn’t want this to get worse.

*********

The week had finally come to an end and because Celeste couldn’t do guitar lessons their weekend had started early and Diana decided that a nice late lunch with Grace would be just the thing to get her weekend started. Celeste wasn’t in the mood to go out and Geri planned on spending the night, so before she would get stuck playing host to her teenage daughter and her friend, Diana wanted to spend time with Grace. Grace liked attention and Diana had not been great at giving it these last few weeks so as she settled into the seat across from Grace’s, she was immediately prepared for the gab sesh.

“Girl, I have so much to tell you.” Grace grinned and Diana smiled.

“OK, share away!” Diana giggled and Grace went off about some new gossip from her apartment complex and about her work and everything else that she could think of as Diana just nodded and listened. They were both now sipping on on their drinks and cheering to some accomplishment of Grace’s and then she went a little quiet, which was definitely strange for Grace.

“Ummm…I’m also…kind of seeing someone.” She said more timidly and Diana’s mouth dropped open in a shocked smile.

“YOU?! Dating?!” She asked in shock. Grace had an aversion to dating, she had always said she wouldn’t get married. The idea of it bothered her and she didn’t like answering to anyone for anything. She tended to just hook-up or have little flings with people and that was all.

“Ah! I said seeing, not dating!” She corrected and Diana rolled her eyes.

“Same. Fucking. Thing!” She exclaimed and Grace’s face went all pink with a blush, “So tell me about them! How did it happen?” Diana questioned her excitedly.

“His name is Henry, he is one of the doctors in the building. An optometrist actually from the clinic a floor beneath my office?” She said and Diana grinned, “His family is also Chinese, so that will make my grandmother very happy.” She smiled and Diana didn’t want to butt in about how she was already thinking of introducing him to her family because that was a huge deal, “And we just ran into each other in the elevator sometimes and ummm we would like awkwardly greet each other and ride up in silence, you know? He was so cute, so I would always look forward to running into him. But them ummm, I accidentally dinged his car one afternoon and-” she said and Diana squinted her eyes in suspicion.

“Wait. Doesn’t the optometrist’s office have name plates to reserve their doctors’ parking spots?” She asked as she faintly recalled Grace mentioning that because it irked her that she had to park far away sometimes and then Diana gasped, “Did you hit his car on purpose?!” She asked with a laugh and Grace groaned.

“No! I mean, I saw that a day before the super had removed the old nameplate and he’s new there so I figured I would learn his name from the nameplate and I got a little too close as I drove by and just lightly…hit his…lovely Tesla.” She recounted, feeling completely bashful and Diana laughed lightly at her friend’s mishap and Grace just covered her face in embarrassment.

“Oh my god….” Diana mumbled, feeling her own cheeks heat up with some secondhand embarrassment, “You couldn’t have checked their website?”

“I did! They hadn’t updated it yet, OK?!” Grace said and Diana giggled, “Well, I had to go tell him… I was thinking of leaving a note, but then he’d probably review the footage because those fucking cars record everything! And I didn’t want him to see that I was snooping, you know?” She explained herself, “So I did the nice thing and went up there and embarrassed myself…I specifically made a joke about how he didn’t need to review the footage to see why there was a slight scrape on his car. Like turns out it was literally minimal damage, my paint rubbed off on his, it wasn’t even scratched.” She explained and Diana nodded, “But I didn’t know that then, I was freaking out. So we swapped contact info and I let him know that I’d file the claim and that it should all be handled and he was so sweet about it. So the next morning we ran into each other in the elevator again and well, we said our good morning, as we usually did when we’d ride up together and there was just so much tension. Like you could just feel it! You know I don’t get nervous, but I was so nervous!” She shared and Diana pouted with endearment, “And then out of nowhere he’s like, “So is there a reason why you were driving so close to the parked cars?” And I wanted to die!” She said and Diana started laughing, “I swear it felt like I was in a sitcom and I just went pink and he laughed a little as I asked him why he went back to look at the footage after I hinted at him not too. Anyway, he missed his floor and rode up to my floor with me as we laughed about it for a bit and then I just told him I wanted to know his name and I figured it would be on the nameplate and so that led to more laughing… I mean, I could’ve just asked any time… but I don’t know, it was…different.” She said with a smile and Diana nodded and smiled.

“Yeah, I get it.” She agreed and Grace exhaled and she shrugged.

“So we officially introduced ourselves and went about our days and then he texted me later that night to see if I wanted to go out for drinks with him some time and we did and it’s been…maybe almost a month? We’ve gone out three times…and he’s really, really cool and I really like him. We haven’t even fooled around, like no more than making out…like I want to, but I also don’t want to just water it down into a hookup without knowing what potential it has, you know?” She said and Diana hummed in understanding, “He and his friends do like escape rooms like once a month, because they’re all nerds.” She said and Diana giggled, “And he wants me to go to meet them, so that’s happening next week on Friday night.” She shared.

“I love this for you, Grace. A literal rom-com could be written about how you guys met!”Diana said and Grace laughed softly, “Are you nervous?”

“I am…yeah. He had originally wanted me to meet them at this Lunar New Year dinner he had planned, but I promised my mom I would go to their celebration since I didn’t last year and I couldn’t go. So I’ve kind of stalled it and now I feel more anxious about it.”

“Well, be as nervous as you want, but they’re going to love you.” Diana assured and Grace cooed.

Their hangout ended up extending well into the night with Grace also deciding to have a sleep over - they decided to make mocktails for them and the girls and did some karaoke in the living room. Diana had mentioned Celeste’s accident to Grace and just how bummed out she was about not being able to play, so they wanted to do something to cheer her up and it seemed like it worked. Or at least Diana hoped it had.

*********

Celeste had been miserable all weekend without being able to play guitar; it was what she did all the time at any given chance, she loved to practice and she was so great at it. It helped her deal with all of the pent up anger and frustrations in her life, it made her feel happier to play. And things that made her happy were in short supply these days. Her mom, Grace, and Geri were able to distract her on Friday night with mocktails and karaoke, but as soon as that was over she was back to feeling blue, especially now. She felt so miserable going back to school, she wouldn’t even be able to take notes as her fingers were still bandaged up. The day only seemed to be getting worse because as soon as she, Ozzy, and Geri walked in people started whispering about them, some even came up to them to make their crude remarks. So obviously, the weekend had done nothing to give these cretins she called her peers something better to talk about.

“Just ignore them…” Ozzy said and they both nodded. Geri was great at keeping herself calm and collected, of course hurtful things impacted her, but she wouldn’t get as worked up about it as Celeste did. Celeste didn’t understand why and that’s what pissed her off. Why were people so cruel and so focused on everyone else instead of looking at themselves for a change. It made her blood boil and even more, it made her wish ill on them sometimes. She never went into specifics about what she hoped would happen, all she would think in her mind was that she hoped they got what they deserved or that karma would kick their asses and despite that being quite a normal reaction, she felt like a really shitty person for it and she wasn’t sure how to cope with that, she had never felt that way before.

Thankfully Megan was nowhere in sight and right before the bell rang they hurried into the bathroom and unfortunately she had used the stall where they had written that thing about her and Geri, but she found that there were more things written about her on the wall, that’s probably why they had all rushed in after classes, to add to it. She came out of the stall jaw tense and eyes locked hard on her hands as she washed them.

“God, looks like you’re gonna break a tooth!” Geri said and Celeste sighed.

“They added more to it.” She said and Geri frowned, “…not about you, about me.” She said.

“I’m sorry, if we tell the janitor he’ll come paint over it.” She said and Celeste sighed.

“I’ll survive. Thankfully I have therapy this afternoon so hopefully that’ll help me keep it together.” Celeste said in relief and Geri nodded with a smile. However, they had no idea that one of Megan’s friends was occupying the stalls and listening to everything that they had just talked about.

*********

Much to Harry’s simultaneous disappointment and relief, Diana hadn’t come up to his office to drop off Celeste. And without him even asking, she informed him that she had to go find a parking spot and would be up at some point if he needed to talk to her again. Harry assured her that it should be fine and he grabbed his notepad and sat in his usual seat and Celeste sat in the center of the couch this time, not so far, but still keeping some distance there. She seemed tense and very in her head today from what he observed and as he tried to gauge her mood from her body language he saw the wraps over her fingers on her right hand.

“That’s new, what happened?” He asked and she looked up to him.

“Oh that…” she said of her fingers and he nodded, “Just an accident, slammed them with the locker door.” She explained and he winced.

“God, that must’ve hurt.”

“Yeah.” She said and grew quiet again. Silence was something that Harry had become comfortable with as a mental health professional and it seemed to rattle most everyone else. People didn’t know what to do with the silence and it seemed that Celeste felt the same and just cleared her throat before looking up at him expectantly as he just doodled some flowers into the notepad, “What’re you writing if I’m not even talking?” She asked and he smiled as he looked up to her turned the notepad over to show her his little doodles and she scoffed through a laugh, “Nice.” She said with a hint of irony, “I’m sure my mom’ll be so happy to know she’s paying you to doodle flowers.” Celeste mumbled lowly and Harry’s eyebrows raised in slight shock, it was amusing to him and he almost wanted to laugh at her sass. The sweet and shy young girl he had encountered a week prior seemed to be locked somewhere far away inside of her.

“Whoa, sensing some hostility there.” He said instead and she crossed her arms, “What’s going on?” He asked and she sighed. Now that she was here she felt like she could just express her frustrations and let them be and she hadn’t meant to be snippy with Dr. Styles, but there was so much pent up inside of her that she just needed to get it out and unfortunately it had been him who got the brunt of it. She had been short with her mom too on the way over, but her mom was well, her mom, and Dr. Styles was a stranger and he just wanted to help her, “I get paid to listen, by the way and I’m listening to your silence but I’m also not a mind-reader, I don’t know what’s going on unless you talk to me.” He reminded her and she sighed.

“I’m really…angry.” She finally said and he nodded.

“OK, describe it to me. What does anger make you feel?” He asked and she started explaining how she felt like she was just swelling with it. How it made her feel impulsive and spiteful and completely helpless, which was an interesting feeling to be combined with anger. He carried on with that, her feeling helpless in her anger, “And why do you feel helpless about it?”

“Because I can’t do anything about it!” She finally let out a sob and he frowned as he quickly reached for the tissue box on the little coffee table before them and she grabbed it from him and dabbed at her eyes carefully, “I’ve never felt anger like this before.” She explained.

“Do you mean you can’t express it?” He asked.

“I think I am expressing it now…” she said and he nodded, of course she was, “But it’s just not how I…want to express it. It’s not that kind of anger.” She sighed in exasperation as she tried to explain what she meant without feeling completely insane and evil.

“I feel like you know what you want to say but are skirting around it. Do I have that right?” He asked and she nibbled on her lip and cast her gaze down to her shoes and away from his face, “I’m not here to judge, Celeste. I’m here to help.” He said calmly and she looked into his eyes and she sighed, not really believing that she was about to tell him what exactly she was feeling like.

“Have you ever just wanted to…take revenge?” She asked.

“Is that what you want to do?” He asked and she sighed.

“Sometimes.”

“On the girls that pick on you at school?” He asked and she nodded.

“I know that it’s wrong and mean of me to wish that something bad happens to them, but if that would just get them to stop…” Celeste explained through her tears, “I just don’t know why me and it makes me so mad, Dr. Styles!” She vented as more tears started to fall. He could just hear the frustration in her voice, “I’ve never done anything to any of them! It’s not fair!” She wept and he frowned as she just started to get it all off her chest. Everything they had done the week prior she shared, minus the fact that it had been Megan who hurt her and he listened attentively, “I know Geri and Ozzy mean well, but I’m tired of hearing them say to just ignore them. It’s not doing anything!” She finished her rant with so much defeat in her voice.

“Well realistically, what are some things that you could do to see improvement?” He asked and she could really only think of one thing.

“I could…tell someone.” She said and he nodded.

“Right and Celeste, I think you should really consider that option. Say that one day you are so fed up that you retaliate and you’ve never told anyone or reported anything, whose gonna be the one who ends up in trouble?” He asked and she sighed as she realized the truth.

“M-me.”

“Right and that wouldn’t be fair. You’ve tried everything you can possibly do to get through this without involving anyone else. You’ve stood up for yourself, you’ve had your friends help, you’ve tried ignoring it…the next step is just to tell someone who can do something about it.” He said and she looked at him nervously.

“I’m scared it’ll make it worse.” She explained with a tone of concern.

“Yeah, that’s always a possibility.” He said and she sighed. He didn’t want to lie to her and tell her everything would get better, because it might get worse before it got better, “But how is anyone supposed to help if they don’t know what’s going on?” He asked and she nodded along. He was right, she knew she had to the next time that Megan or one of her friends did something to her. Most of her feelings of depression stemmed from this situation that she was facing, he knew that it was something that she had yet to share with Diana, at least about how bad it actually was, “I know that you’re still a little concerned with telling her, but maybe if your mom knew she could speak to someone at the school.” He suggested.

“I don’t want to worry her, Dr. Styles.” She explained.

“Let me tell you something about parents, it doesn’t matter what you do, they will always worry for you. Not because they don’t trust you, but because they love you.” He explained kindly.

“How do you know? Do you have kids?” She asked and he shook his head.

“No, but my mum told me that.” He smiled and she bit her lip as she gave it some thought.

“She’s gonna get mad that I didn’t tell her…I tell her everything…well, almost everything.”

“Do you think she’ll be mad at you?” He asked and she thought about it for a second.

“I don’t know, maybe a little bit…but mostly that people are picking on me.” She reasoned and he hummed as she gave it some more thought, “She’s never been that kind of parent to make me feel bad when I make a mistake.” She explained.

“And you think it’s a mistake, that you didn’t tell her?” He asked and she shrugged.

“I guess it feels like it.” She explained.

What it boiled down to was that Celeste felt guilty for not telling Diana about what was going on at school. She knew that despite how calm about everything Diana seemed, that deep down she was worried and probably saddened over the fact that Celeste was struggling. Harry helped her process that and gave her tips on how to deal with that guilty feeling that often came in tow with depression, Celeste was open to getting better, which was one of the biggest things. A lot of people wanted to get better, but sometimes they just weren’t ready to, but she was ready and willing to try anything. She felt so unlike herself and it was admirable how resilient Celeste seemed to be. So as their session came close to time Harry made sure to tell her how proud he was of her and that he could see that she was really working hard and well, Celeste really needed to hear that.

“Thank you, Dr. Styles.” Celeste sighed and he smiled at her, “Ummm…before I go…I need to tell you one more thing.” She said, looking away from him and down at her shoes. She was nervous.

“OK, what is it?” He asked and she sighed shakily, feeling even more nervous now because she had lied about it at the start.

“Th-the injury to my fingers wasn’t an accident. It was the girl that’s been picking on me, Megan.” She said looking up to him and he frowned.

“Celeste, that, I need to tell your mom.” He informed her and she sighed, feeling all nauseous and anxious now, “Did you report it at the school?” He asked and she shook her head, “OK, it’s alright. But your mom needs to know, if you want to tell her, I can be here for moral support, but she needs to know because this has escalated to far more than just mean names. You do understand that, right?” He asked and she nodded, her eyes were welling up again.

“Can you just tell her? Maybe you can talk her down before she talks to me…” she said, voice quivering and he sighed.

“I can, but she’s still gonna talk to you about it.”

“I know, but maybe she won’t be as upset that I lied about it after talking to you.” She explained and Harry bit his lip. He understood where she was coming from, but being around her was hard for him. His mind drifted to her for days after they had coffee, but that was gone now and he wasn’t sure if he was ready to be around her again one-on-one, “Please, Dr. Styles.” Celeste begged with tears welling up her big, brown eyes and he just couldn’t say no, he had a huge soft spot for kids, especially when he knew that they were dealing with hardships that they were still too young to comprehend - much like she was and before he could overthink it he nodded.

“OK. C’mon.” He said as he stood and she was so rigid he smiled at her, “Deep breaths, it’ll be OK.” He assured and she inhaled deeply and exhaled before they headed to the door. When they opened up the door Diana looked up from her spot on the couch, she had her laptop on her lap and she closed it quickly as Celeste approached.

“Ready to go?” She asked Celeste with a smile and she just glanced back to Harry who cleared his throat.

“Actually, can I talk to you for a moment, Diana?” He asked and her eyebrows creased in concern.

“Uh, yeah.” She said as she put her laptop in her tote and headed over towards him.

“Oh mom, here!” Celeste said, handing her the money that she was supposed to leave to Harry as payment, “I forgot, sorry.” She said and Diana smiled and grabbed it before following Harry inside his office.

She bit her lip when she heard the door shut behind them and she assumed that he wanted to ask her about what happened the last time they had talked at the cafe. She was mentally preparing to say that she didn’t think it was any of his business but that he also didn’t need to apologize for it because, how would he know that it was a touchy subject for her and as she was rambling on and on in her mind Harry found himself distracted as he walked passed her to have a seat. It was in passing, but her perfume was absolutely intoxicating, cherries, is what he smelled. It was absolutely delicious and warm and inviting and he just wanted to hug her and inhale it all off of her skin. It made his mind so fuzzy that he didn’t even notice that she too was really in her head about something. It wasn’t until they both realized that they had just been sitting quietly for a few moments that they focused back on whatever he had called her in for.

“Sorry, I was a bit distracted.” She said, “What ummm, did you need to talk to me about?” She asked and he sighed.

“It’s about Celeste.” He started and Diana immediately frowned, “She just told me that her injury wasn’t an accident.” He said and he just saw the look of concern completely wash over Diana’s face.

“Someone did that to her?” She asked again, still not fully believing what she was hearing.

“Yeah, so…some girls have been picking on her for a while. Mostly just name calling and teasing, getting under her skin that way, but now it’s escalated to this and well, I told her that we needed to tell you about it because she could be in danger of getting hurt again and-”

“Why would she not tell me about this?” Diana asked with a frown and Harry rolled his lips together as he saw Diana’s eyes start to well up.

“She didn’t want to worry you and well, she wanted me to tell you now because she was worried that you would be upset at her for lying about it when it first happened.” He explained and Diana shook her head as she reached for a tissue from the box before her on the little coffee table and dabbed at her eyes briefly.

She understood what that felt like, being afraid to be honest with your parents, everyone feels that at some point. Her parents, especially her mom, was particularly awful and hard on her, so she hid a lot of things from her. When she found out she was pregnant the first thing she told herself was that she would never be like her mother.

“Has she said anything about…” she started and stopped, she knew that he couldn’t very well tell her what they had talked about all the time but now she was worried about how she might be doing as a mom, “Let me rephrase that, is it something I’m doing? You know, that made her feel like she couldn’t come to me?” Diana asked and Harry shook his head right away.

“No, not at all. She was just scared that if she told and the girl got in trouble it would just make things worse for her. It’s not you.” He assured her and Diana sniffled and nodded, “I think you should talk to someone at the school about this. If that girl is capable of something like this…I mean, what more is she capable of?” He said and Diana’s tears fell faster as she nodded.

“Fuck…” she whispered as she set the tissue down and placed her hands on her knees and looked straight ahead, “I can’t even begin to think about that, Harry.” She said with a quake to her voice and he reached for her hand, he hadn’t really thought about it when he did it until he felt her warm hand under his and the way that it seemed to shoot a bolt of electricity through them and they both looked down at their hands and he pulled his away quickly.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized immediately and she shook her head, ignoring that feeling it gave her, she figured it was very one-sided, he was just trying to comfort her.

“It’s alright.” She assured him, but that didn’t do much to make him feel better about his lack of self-control, “Is this the first time that something like this happens to her?”

“From what she’s told me, yes. I wouldn’t want anything to happen again, you know?”

“Right.” She agreed and then took a deep breath to compose herself before she walked out to see Celeste. She was so angry and hurt at what her daughter was going through, she wanted to fix it somehow. She felt helpless because she couldn’t do anything but leave this other girl in the hands of the school and after what Celeste had told her about the counselor she truly had very little confidence in their ability to deal with this appropriately and that scared her.

“Are you alright? Can I get you water or anything?” He asked and she nodded.

“I’m fine, I just…wasn’t prepared to hear that.” She explained to him, “I ummm…” she paused and shook her head, “I thought you were going to bring up what happened at the cafe, with Celeste’s dad, again.” She explained, “I was like super weird about it because it’s kind of a touchy subject for me.” She explained.

“Yeah, I noticed.” He responded with a slight smile and she nodded with a smile as well.

“I…dreamt about him after that and I was able to talk to Celeste about him. I don’t bring him up much because it’s still hurts sometimes…he died.” She explained and Harry nodded with a frown as he listened, “But I did talk her about it so it’s not some mystery to her and I know she may bring it up in here at times, so you can ask if it comes up.” She explained and he nodded in understanding.

“OK.” He smiled and she nodded before it went quiet between them again for a moment, “Do you still love him?” He asked her. Harry hadn’t even thought it through, he just wanted to know.

“I mean, he was my first love, I think a part of you always has a little love for your first love, but no not like I used to.” She explained and he hummed, “But he was the first person who made me feel strong and special and who just loved me for me. He made me feel good about me, you know?” She explained and he nodded and then she chuckled and rolled her eyes, “I mean… I’m sure it wasn’t that deep. We were kids, so maybe I’m playing it up too much…” she dismissed what she had said before and he shook his head.

“No, I don’t think you are. I mean, we love so purely when we’re young. Especially the first time around.” He said and she looked into his eyes, “It’s your first time feeling that way,” he smiled, “so you love with your whole heart, no limitations.” He explained, “You’ve never experienced heartbreak or betrayal in that sense, so you have no fear of it, you know? You give it your all and that’s…a hard feeling to replicate as we get older I think.” He reasoned and she nodded, not able to take her eyes away from his own, her brain was completely captivated by him, especially from up close, the patterns in his irises were so beautiful, “It makes sense that we remember that for life and that we hold on to those people in some way, especially if it was going really well.” He finished and she smiled at him and he smiled as well and looked down at the space between them a bit bashfully, “Sorry, we’re way off topic here.” He mumbled and she nodded.

“Right. That’s my fault, I’m sorry. But thank you for telling me about Celeste, I’ll talk to someone in admin tomorrow and see what can be done.” She said before standing and he followed suit.

“Yeah, hopefully they can be of some help.” He said and she nodded. Before she left she paid him and then she walked out but he didn’t follow, which she was grateful for because being near him made her mind go all fuzzy and out of whack. He was her daughter’s therapist for fuck’s sake, she couldn’t think of him as anything more than that. He wasn’t her friend or buddy just because he was working with her daughter; she needed to limit their interactions to Celeste’s matters and nothing more.

“Vamos, cariño.” Diana said quietly with a smile to Celeste who nodded and soon followed her out to the elevator. They rode down in silence, but Celeste was leaning on Diana’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything before.” Celeste spoke quietly and Diana shook her head.

“I get it, sweetie. I was a kid at one point too. I know it’s hard to talk to your parents about some things and I know you’ll want to keep some things private and that’s perfectly fine, but if someone is hurting you physically, emotionally, mentally, I don’t care about anything else, please know that you can trust me and I will never make you feel guilty for finding the right way and time to do that.” She said and Celeste’s eyes welled up with tears as she hugged her mom tightly and Diana sniffled as well, “I love you. We’re gonna figure this out, OK? Gonna talk to admin tomorrow.” She said and Celeste nodded.

“Just…don’t go crazy on them. I never reported the girl, Megan, so they don’t know about anything.” She said and Diana nodded.

“I won’t, I swear.” She agreed and Celeste smiled.

***********

It was getting hard for Diana to keep her promise to Celeste as she sat in the school office waiting to talk to the principal. Especially when she could hear the VP and someone one else in there giggling and chatting about some wedding someone had gone to over the weekend. Diana had informed the receptionist that she had to report some bullying towards her daughter, she wasn’t sure how that wasn’t a pressing matter to these people. She was losing her patience, it had been 15 minutes of waiting around and tapping her foot as she stared at the door labeled Principal Whittaker. Diana got up from the chairs outside of the principal’s office and rounded the corner to the reception desk again.

“Hi again,” she told the young man at the desk, his name was Ethan according to his plaque, “Did she say how long of a wait?” She asked Ethan.

“I’ve tried calling her a few times and sent her an IM, she hasn’t answered either.” He said and Diana nodded.

“Thank you, Ethan.” She said and he nodded before she rounded the corner back to the principal’s office and sat down, this time on the edge of her seat as she debated between being patient or knocking on the lady’s door. And then she heard them quietly say that Ethan was calling again, someone called him incompetent and that he always had questions and that’s when Diana’s patience had reached it’s limit. She stood up and knocked on the door a few times and there was some laughter before the door opened up and whoever had opened the door was not expecting it to be her.

“Hi, may I help you?” The woman asked and Diana smiled.

“Yeah, I’m the parent that Ethan’s been trying to call you about.” She said looking past the woman at the door to the principal who was sitting at her desk and her eyes went a bit wide, “I’ve been hanging out, out here for the last 15 minutes or so?” She said and the woman at the door just walked out without another word and the VP smiled and walked past her as well as Diana just made her way inside towards the principal’s desk.

“Well thank you for your patience, what can I help you with?” The lady asked.

“I’m Diana Beltran, my daughter, Celeste, is being bullied and I’d to report that and for it to be investigated.” She said as she just took a seat and the woman’s expression changed to one of concern.

“Oh, I’m so sorry to have kept you waiting.” She apologized immediately.

“I just want to ensure that my daughter can be safe here.” She said and the principal nodded as she started asked what happened. Diana explained everything Celeste had shared with her, how Geri had witnessed it and how she had been scared to come forward about it when it first happened, “From what I understand there have been other aggressions towards her since the fall, but they just started to escalate to physical ones and I would hope that this is the last occurrence of it’s kind.”

“Certainly, Ms. Beltran. I will launch an investigation and begin interviewing all of those involved.” She explained and Diana nodded.

“What if the other girl denies it?” She asked.

“We have camera’s in the hallways, we will begin reviewing the footage to see what happened. Don’t worry, Miss Beltran. We take these allegations very seriously here and I promise you that we will get to the bottom of this.” The principal ensured and Diana nodded before leaving.

Obviously, she was worried about what would happen next, she knew that things might get a little bit worse before they got better. Bullies tended to vengeful and might want to retaliate, but she hoped that having some sort of disciplinary measures enforced would at least throw this girl off of her game so that Celeste could be at peace. She was prepared to hold her hand through this fight and well, she knew that Harry was helping. He was able to help her work up the courage to fill her in on what was going on and from what Celeste was explain to her about their session, he also helped her learn to cope with her frustration and anger. Much like her, Celeste had a taste for justice and it was hard sometimes to not take matters into your own hands. As she got into her car and she debated on what she was about to do for a moment and then just decided to call Harry’s office before taking off. The phone rang a few times through the bluetooth as she made her way to the university and after a few moments it stopped.

“Styles Psychiatric Practice, this is Dr. Styles, how can I help you?” His voice came through the speaker.

“H-hi Harry, it’s Diana.” She spoke with some uncertainty at first.

“Diana, hi. Is everything alright?” He asked right away.

“Yeah. I just left Celeste’s school, was able to submit a report for what happened and they’re gonna do an investigation. I’m just a little worried that this other girl will try to retaliate and it might get a little rough for her this week. If you have an opening on Friday can I just make an appointment for her just in case she needs a little extra help? She seems to really open up to you and I want to make sure that someone can hear her out.” She said.

“Yeah, of course. I’ve got 11, 4, or 5 open.” He said.

“I’ll take the 4pm.”

“Perfect.” He said.

“Thank you for your help with all of this. I appreciate it.” She said.

“Of course. If anything comes up sooner just let me know, OK?”

“I will. Thank you, Harry.” She said once more before they hung up.

*********

All day Harry had been thinking about Celeste, hoping that she was at peace with the decision of having Diana go and report what was happening to her at school. He had never been victimized, personally, but he could only imagine how scary it might be to go about life knowing there’s a target on your back, being filled with uncertainty about your safety. It wasn’t something any child should have to deal with and if there were anything he could do to just put an end to all of that, he would do it instantly.

“Hey babe, are you alright?” Rebecca asked Harry, forcing him to zone back in from being lost in his thoughts.

“Hmmm?” He asked in confusion.

“You seem really in your head.” She said as she stabbed some veggies on her plate with the fork in her hand.

“Oh, just a client of mine, that new one I told you about. Well she’s being bullied at school and just told her mom, she was gonna go talk to the principal today and I was just wondering how that went.” He explained and Rebecca nodded.

“Oh, well hopefully well. It’s the best thing to do. What happened?” She asked and he nodded.

“Yeah, I think so too. The girl bullying my client slammed my client’s locker door closed on her fingers.” He said and Rebecca frowned.

“Oh my god…” she exclaimed in shock and he nodded.

“I know, poor girl was terrified of what would happen to her if she told someone.”

“Rightfully so! And well, if this one doesn’t have a happy ending you can always refer her mother to me.” Rebecca said and Harry scowled as he looked up from his dinner plate to Rebecca.

“Why would you say that? God, Becs…” Harry shook his head with disapproval.

“I didn’t mean it like that! I meant badly as in if the school doesn’t do anything about it or the girl retaliates against your client or something.”

“Oh…It didn’t sound like that.” He explained and Rebecca shook her head.

“I know I can be opportunistic, but not to that extent, babe.” She said and he hummed with a chuckle as she smiled.

“Oh babe, Henry texted me earlier about the escape room for Friday, wanted to get a headcount before booking.”

“Yeah, I’m in. If you don’t mind, can we add one more? There’s a new lawyer at the office, he just finished school last summer and got hired out here and he doesn’t have many friends around here yet. He’s pretty chill.” She said as she collected some sauce on the broccoli she was about to eat.

“I don’t see why not. Let me text him now.” Harry said as he pulled out his phone and texted Henry. He and Rebecca were just having a quiet night in at his place after what seemed like a long time of not seeing each other, they at least tried for twice a week, it was their rule of thumb, but that hadn’t happened.

Rebecca had been extremely busy over the last week and even had to cancel their trek to the farmer’s market, something they did typically every Saturday morning just to have everything prepped for the court appearances this week. She was still doing a lot of leg work for the partners of the firm or filing paperwork to the courts, so it wasn’t exactly her dream job, but she was meticulous and smart and Harry understood why any of the lawyers in her firm would want her to be the one to help them with case prep. Lately, Rebecca seemed extremely overworked though, but she wasn’t as agitated like she normally was, so that was good. Maybe she had taken his repeated advise to get some help. But knowing Rebecca, it was more that she just put her mind to not complain about work that she had agreed to do. Before she would be in tears from the pressure sometimes and the way she would explain it to him was that it would be stupid of her to turn down an opportunity to learn and network with people in better positions than her…if Rebecca was anything, she was ambitious, tenacious, and reliable, traits that were surely admirable to people in her line of work. So he just stopped trying to get her to taken on less a while ago.

“You’re doing it again. Froze up mid text.” She giggled and he sighed and shook his head.

“Geez… sorry, this time I was thinking about you, I swear.” He said with a smile and her grin widened.

“Oh really? What about me?” She asked and he set down his phone.

“Just how hard you work and how proud of you I am.” He said simply and Rebecca smiled before continuing to eat and Harry got back to texting Henry. They were clearing up the dinner plates when he texted back that there was a change of plan, “OK, so Henry says Grace is bringing her friend too. So it’ll be six of us and Henry took that as an opportunity to book a harder room.” He shared with Rebecca.

“OK, should be fun though. Eddie would like that, that’s the new guy who got hired.” She explained and he hummed, “That way he won’t need to third-wheel us!” She said excitedly and he hummed.

“Good thinking! Alright, so dessert…you can choose between ice cream or…” he said looking through the freezer as if searching for something more, “We can just…skip dessert.” He said suggestively as he turned around and she smirked.

“You are speaking my language.” She said as Harry rounded the counter to get to her and he dipped her down in a playful kiss, “Mmmm, wanna have a quick body shower.” She mumbled against his lips, “Gonna grab my overnight bag from the car and hop in.” She said and Harry let her go.

“Oh, staying the night are you? That’s a surprise.” He said excitedly and she playfully rolled her eyes.

“I bailed on you last week so I owe you.” She reminded and he chuckled.

“You don’t owe me, I get that you’re busy, love.”

“I appreciate that you’re so understanding about this, H. I know it might be annoying to schedule and reschedule, but I really just want to advance quickly at the firm and I hope I can soon.” She explained and he hummed.

“M’sure you will. Now take your time, baby. Gonna load up the dishwasher and pack up the left overs.” He said and she kissed his cheek before hurrying off. He heard her come back in and head to his bedroom as he continued packing the left overs. He then heard a phone ring and it wasn’t his, so he peeked over to the table and saw she had left hers there. He rounded the kitchen island once more and just before he got there it stopped. He was gonna take it to her because it could be work and as he picked it up a text came in from an Eduardo Zamora that read, “Hey are you still coming over tonight or are you gonna stay with your boyfriend?” And that made Harry’s stomach flip uncomfortably as Rebecca rushed out.

“Hey, I heard my phone ring!” She said and he turned with it in his hands, she was wrapped in a towel already.

“Yeah, here. Was gonna take it to you.” He said handing it over and deciding to not jump to any conclusions. He trusted her; everything about this relationship was open and it worked because they were very verbal about what was good and what wasn’t and if she wasn’t happy she would have said it a long time ago. Rebecca looked over her phone and panicked internally when she saw Eddie’s text on the screen and she glanced over to Harry who was now back in the kitchen, “Hey H, that text-”

“What text?”

“I know you saw it, it’s on the screen.” She said and he hummed, “Eddie had some prep work to do tonight and I had told him that if we ended up just doing a quick dinner I would go over and help him with it. It’s for one of the partners and she’s very particular about how she organizes things.” She said as she came up behind him.

Harry wanted to believe her, whole heartedly, but she never went on and on like this. And if she had intended to stay over with him why didn’t she just bring her overnight bag down when she arrived and surprise him then? And why did she plan to go help Eddie if she intended to stay the night with him? It wasn’t adding up. There were a lot of big things here that were so out of character for her and his gut was telling him that she was lying to his face. But Harry also tended to jump to conclusions and see what wasn’t always there, so he just turned and nodded.

“I believe you, love. I’m not upset.” He assured her, swallowing down that feeling in his gut that made his stomach turn.

“OK. I love you.” She said and he smiled.

“I love you too.” He replied and she hurried off again with her phone this time.

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